Nirvana Number Nine
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Slavish slipping time betwixt her warm thighs....
That she may cry; wet these circles revolving
Through diamond cages; claimed amid her alibis
Tethered, unto this moment which hangs from
The regalias rafters; theorems lucid love notes....
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....Nirvana number nine *
Copyright © John Rhinem | Year Posted 2012
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