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el_legendaire) wrote2008-12-18 01:38 pm
el_legendaire) wrote2008-12-18 01:38 pm
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Ah.
Perhaps a two part dedication, since my sweet guide has found her way back to us.
If the heart of a man is depressed with cares,
The mist is dispelled when a woman appears;
Like the notes of a fiddle, she sweetly, sweetly
Raises the spirits, and charms our ears,
Roses and lilies her cheeks disclose,
But her ripe lips are more sweet than those.
Press her,
Caress her,
With blisses,
Her kisses
Dissolve us in pleasure, and soft repose.
Dedicated as always to miss Noriega, and to Citrine's return.
Perhaps a two part dedication, since my sweet guide has found her way back to us.
If the heart of a man is depressed with cares,
The mist is dispelled when a woman appears;
Like the notes of a fiddle, she sweetly, sweetly
Raises the spirits, and charms our ears,
Roses and lilies her cheeks disclose,
But her ripe lips are more sweet than those.
Press her,
Caress her,
With blisses,
Her kisses
Dissolve us in pleasure, and soft repose.
Dedicated as always to miss Noriega, and to Citrine's return.