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Quatrain of That Special Word


That Special Word - what is it?







Listen as I quietly approach
before the light dims
over our love
minds,


Let me think of you while you
are listening, I pray to
find a word that
abides.


All that comes to my brain is a
fond word my Mother
always used, so
caressing.


But the darkness covers my
erotic fever, I can't get
the word out for your
blessing.

Yorktown Disciple
Order # 10097

Quatrain of That Special Word - 10097 - Yorktown Disciple
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