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I could not let Dacia go again.
She made me dream of running through green fields and wild sage, the song of my music chasing me, free of everything except her mating heat.
Dacia was not the guitar, but she was my everything else.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 7 years agothose who have music as their passion can truly appreciate your prose.
Anonymousover 12 years agoWhat else can I say? I'm like those latino women. Tears, sadness and the love of a good man. Enjoyed every word.
bulldogdeealmost 15 years agoTo make a deal that will fill your life with music and stories of a passion that only the heart and soulcan hear is a wonder. Please keep writting. Your stories touch something that others have missed.
Leafdancerabout 19 years agooh wow...if it would help any i'd be enviouse...but it wouldn't so i'm just in awe.
