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Red Rose (23 ratings) by Lews Therin
Fueling the flame of raw passion
I feel seeping from myself the ability to ration
Red is the rose of unfurled love
sweeping upon me with grace from above
Sweet smells fill an empty head
Provocative indeed is the sight of a bed
I stare into eyes that reflect my unsureness
unsureness departs passions flame a furness
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