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Only To Depart

I brushed aside My faraway glimpses, The many consequences Of trifle revelries I wasted Grasping the snippets of night time And all abandoned pining. Bouquets of fondled whispers dangled Among damp stems along Riviera beach, Still molding flit kisses in balmy shades That stretched on coasts of sudden farewells. Make Love To Me In That Ancient Place Contest

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Date: 11/9/2014 10:03:00 AM
Very nice romantic poem, Leon! :) Love and light! xxxx D.
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