Loves Rapture
Loves rapture
when you are there in the moment,
and it’s perfect , yes your slice,
and you're as giddy as a cricket,
being overwhelmed by lice,
just one word will suffice,
paradise.
yes Harry H.
the past it waits at a distance,
and suddenly then returns,
thought brings back the instance,
love an hate just lightly burns,
indeed, it kills the lice:)
Don Johnson
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