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May 24, 2010
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GIVEN
Given.That I should fallso hard from so high.
Ethereal wisps
of longing
drifting,
cumulus clouds connecting
only withthe hazel sunsetof your eyes Giventhat I should want this so much.Years of drought -
now this raging storm
wrecks havoc from without.Hold this draught that spills love's water from my mouth.Steady your hand which feeds me - such abundance slips... It cannot be cupped. Given I cannot have you,a part of some twisted plan.Such excess of need
for nurturance
upon demand -would leave youbereft of surfeit,and mea shortened life span.... BjR 24 May. '10
— Bonitaj, May 24, 2010
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Seren
16 years ago
Dear Boni
Bonitaj
16 years ago
Hey Jay-Cee!
xena465
16 years ago
Lovely Boni
Bonitaj
16 years ago
Thank you Rosina!
yenti
16 years ago
Boni
Bonitaj
16 years ago
ah Ian!
hobo
16 years ago
nice
Bonitaj
16 years ago
hey Hobo!
kowque
16 years ago
i had to stop…your words