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THE RUINS SHE MADE
She clenches my hand in fervor,
My heart thuds in a lover’s hold.
She sings the gentle lines in a flaccid tone.
She propels her gentle palm on my body
She loves me until night is gone.
Wherever we touch love marks are left.
In...
My heart thuds in a lover’s hold.
She sings the gentle lines in a flaccid tone.
She propels her gentle palm on my body
She loves me until night is gone.
Wherever we touch love marks are left.
In...
