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arbenitre
arbenitre
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Your whispers to my gentled ears
Become winds of home when slipped lightly
Between times of being
And leaving

Having holding
And defettering

Your moans salve my enslaved soul
Make me wish time to stall
Between time of hoping
And allowing

Wanting wanton
And waxing

Tell me, love, of flowers in bloom
Of trees so tall tops are lost
Of blizzard and rain
And shine

Breathe to my soul
“Mine”

arbenitre
arbenitre
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UnderYourSpellUnderYourSpellabout 16 years ago
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This spoke to me as a song of love although I don't know what 'gentled ears' are

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