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I kiss you under the gibbous moon; / Centuries of lovers have kissed thus, / forsaking others, you make me swoon. / I kiss you under the gi
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All dreams are bleeding throguh / For lives all in tune / In the stary night and moon / All dreams are bleeding through / The nights will end soon / But we will sleep till noon / All dreams are bleeding through
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So, what do you think lies beneath that meek smile Of the woman who keeps your bed warm?
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The poet has the Muse's hand, And thus she writes with artistry.
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by Ryno
9 lines, 6 comments,
on Mar 23 4:55 PM 2007. In Triolet
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Each morning brings a sad sweet song, another day of God's great joy
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Kitchen gadgets with a twisted sense of humour. Stupid piece of junk has burnt the bloody toast again.
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Moon Struck
Awake, awake, my lunar love
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