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Barbara -> LABYRINTH [A Fine Mix for me] (12/13/2004 8:38:36 AM)
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LABYRINTH [A Fine Mix for me] Your warm taste still on my tongue Sinking, gold tears whet my face My mind sees the shame as I grasp onto your textured soul Tortuous in structure We touch You lavish upon me strokes of desire its fire ripe, you allow me to glow My body betrays me as obeisant shades of beauty are realized Intricately complex We touch ..thanks for reading- Barbara
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