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Sep 17 2015

Magic Whispers...

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"Drifting into the velvet darkness.
The hour of midnight comes falling softly.
Where wondrous dreams are created.
Memories come evoking my desires.
I cannot resist her seductive murmurs.
Hungrily I come to feast at her bounty.
I am impaled into the lust of her garden.
Upon her face a rainbow of scarlet flows.
My eyes are mesmerized in there yearning.
Her walls are closing tightly.
Her warm chamber flutters fragile as a butterfly."