~it is not your place to question why~
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veins course his blood
now vintage renditions
she pricked her finger
noting the taste - bittersweet
dancing celluloids
drip to her thigh
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his blood courses her veins
congealing replications
he pricked her hymen
noting the religion - solemn rapture
in irreverences
remaining deep
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their course was blood
sealed for eternity
they pricked the veil
noting realisms - elucidate nature
a pact in prayer
forever combined
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(Copyright © Donna L. Quesinberry – 2008)
Appreciating your work
Dew Platt
And in your posted picture, I'm almost sure I see my own image. Oh, well, okay, maybe I've changed a little since I struck such a pose.
A wonderful write, Donna. Now I know where to go when I want originality and class. Your site is much like a plump olive soaking in vintage gin. Did I mention how much I like plump olives?
With respect and admiration,
Richard
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Peace be with you
William
Best regards,
Leland
hugs
Fee