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Looking up at the
Bathing in the moon and
out at the lights
Feeling Love its scars

She feels the dewy
Inside her silk
the flowery mass
Blooming over a of hurt

There's nothing tonight
She the wind move along her thighs

Sweet May, all the heavy you made
the cold ground into a garden of lust today
And she waits for prey

anew at thirty three
The glimmer in her eyes still
For love, lust and great folly
through a young man's dreams

And she'll, in turns, and start his heart
Like a

There's nothing like
She the wind move along her thighs

he'll succumb to all her charms
And the scent of lilac will the time
Her long hair lay across his arms
As he softly at her prime