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Rising 'Bove the Wet

. Ourn eyne meet 'pon mine rise I felt the tremors of her lips too at ourn vocals connect whilst hern pretty lisped

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Fj Thomas

Date: 4/4/2018 11:27:00 AM

I always enjoy a gently sensuous write. Veeery nice James :)

James Peranteau
Date: 4/4/2018 12:41:00 PM

Your relish causes mine glee dear poet

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 4/4/2018 9:39:00 AM

An enjoyable read!

James Peranteau
Date: 4/4/2018 12:23:00 PM

Ty dear poet

Nette Onclaud

Date: 4/2/2018 3:15:00 PM

makes me go back to templar days, james... gently sizzling!.. huggs and thanks for your insights.

James Peranteau
Date: 4/4/2018 12:33:00 PM

Yw nette

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 4/2/2018 2:53:00 PM

Sweet one. Not knowing medieval style, I do not know if it is grammatical or not. haha. But it's meaning is lovely.

James Peranteau
Date: 4/4/2018 12:28:00 PM

I digress, yes at times Andrea and err with many times the smirk on my face indulging poetic license here and there within my writes...yet, not within this particular write...*sm

Joe Maverick

Date: 2/27/2018 11:51:00 AM

Enjoyed this medieval style of write James hope alls well with you there.'

James Peranteau
Date: 4/4/2018 12:32:00 PM

Ty dear poet