Nymph'd by the Spring
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Hern purty bedroom eyne glinting
blue eye'd mine torso's thump echoed
az up her's shouted out the Spring
hern gray lock'd twixt mine digits closed
"not letting go" i from mine screamed
drawn she smiled attracting mine think
Hern lip'd every word forth mine dream'd
az if hern mythic wrote this script
my thews rrrip'd into hern firm grip'd
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