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jasmine fire sets tender blaze to the almonds of his eyes, rosy mouth curls, fire lights round the moon of my soul, beckoning unknowingly, digging days for a night’s soul not yet dead. simple bartered pet, portal to purvey, complex petting portends, smoothness of skin tantalizes tracing fingertips, moist lips repose tendencies past, lapse of memory begets shuddering cacophony, desire frightens crescendo’s trust. alas the silken thread...

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