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[aid] => mick
[title] => Forest Walk
[time] => 2002-07-29 21:32:11
[hometext] => Not really sure about the section on this one. It certainly nothing to do with trees!.Basically you guys will know what I mean, remember when you were a kid, a teenager, Were you ever been disturbed with your girl in the front room of you Mums house? Remember ?Then read on.
[bodytext] => Soft, say the ripples of harlequin light
on the bleach-white dome of his dreams, The hazel mask of her glassy eyes and the passionate sandwich of love. Wait, say the whispers of neon walls to the magic ocean of his mind the tender arms of silken smiles holding hands with the forest. With finger tips that glowing red caress the slender trunk, The forest of her undergrowth is as sunlight seems to die. She shon like a moon from the mirror which hung helplessly on the wall. Alive ,but drugged with ecstasy, as the virgin stream strides on Sigh she said and Linda moved, the waiting footsteps call my name How quickly now the forest clears and silver dreams disguise the path ©Rosewing [comments] => 1 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 33 [informant] => Rosewing [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SecretLove )
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