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Aug 01, 2008
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Jealous Lover
The air is a jealous lover
it comes between us
silence is a wicked tongue
that speaks not
for flesh and bone
and your hands have forgotten
my secret cave
yearning
for our body's bliss
Love, where did you go?
Have you wandered off to Paradise
and left me behind?
it comes between us
silence is a wicked tongue
that speaks not
for flesh and bone
and your hands have forgotten
my secret cave
yearning
for our body's bliss
Love, where did you go?
Have you wandered off to Paradise
and left me behind?
— Kailashana, Aug 01, 2008
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Critiques
RSScheerer
17 years 10 months ago
What a fantastic metaphor
Kailashana
17 years 10 months ago
Smiles Ronda, The air is a
RSScheerer
17 years 10 months ago
You just made my morning.
Kailashana
17 years 10 months ago
You have been assimilated
RSScheerer
17 years 10 months ago
Meep, beep, and other
themoonman
17 years 10 months ago
Hi Anna...
Kailashana
17 years 10 months ago
Hi Richard. I’m glad
Barbara Writes
17 years 10 months ago
this is good
Kailashana
17 years 10 months ago
Silence hurts sometimes.
rider68
17 years 10 months ago
Hi Anna
Kailashana
17 years 10 months ago
This Net thingy, this matrix
Darya
17 years 10 months ago
Jealous Lover is a pain in
Kailashana
17 years 10 months ago
Hmmm. I thought you read