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O Future Mine
The ghostly snows of my past haunt me on worthless wintry days, reminder of so many lost relationships, suggestive memories of happier times. Yet fiendish demons haunt my present, so many massive crosses must I bear until, perchance, I can perhaps recapture the long forgotten exuberances of olden years. But memories are sometimes misty, visions mere tenuous apparitions, fretful emotions a thing of yesteryear. Can I evoke all those occurrences or should I hope for another chance? that I might feel again the happiness that eludes me like a ghostly dance. Yet it is at a dance that we meet again, I feel exuberant again and dream, To feel the brush of your soft lips, the simple caresses of your fingertips, the strokes I’ll give your silken tresses, to hear your laughter ringing melodious, to smell your balsamic sexual musk, and so much more, o so much more. I yearn again as she dances close to me, but now 'tis hell, torment and misery, I merely live in dream and hope.
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