Stretched out like sunlight you shimmer beneathe my touch. And I know that this must a dream. Because my hands are yet to have even voyaged where my mind has laid claim on your rolling lush lady-scape. But if you�d like, we can just be friends. . How Rude! - Wednesday, Sept. 22, 2004 - 12:16 PM One small step but no giant leap. - Tuesday, Sept. 30, 2003 - 11:17 AM Where's George? - Thursday, Sept. 25, 2003 - 12:48 PM |
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