... So hard to kiss.
You'd better not squander this.
Steppin' untrodden paths,
the garden's wrath
Speaks of a love won fast
Grown strokes with a detail brush
breathe as they must
to simply live and let lust. [die]
Who knows what the symbols mean?
Glean what you can, or must,
from this earthy scene.
-DDargan
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