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Post by ScarletGhost on Feb 13, 2004 3:19:45 GMT -5
(....though no title has been put on this rime of mine , it had been inspired by a tshirt.....)
The scent of this cotton is of your skin The warmth of it's cover is the comfort of you When wake caught me this morning to focus my eyes upon this empty room I dawned your cotton , to be soothed by the fragrance To be embraced in some small way by you . And just when I feel the world's breaking Cutting a route through to my bones The scent of this cotton strengthens Pebbling the stones . For I know your love -- the purity I hear your voice -- the belief in me Yet , still I wish -- so achingly To be embraced by you . -Dec.31.000.-
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