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Published: 2003-11-22 20:14:56 +0000 UTC; Views: 169; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 24
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Oh, Carolinehow that name does echo like the voice
of a chorus of sweet angels,
The temptress of the holy
and the saviour of the damned
Hark! What is this - her name, closedeyes?
but they are so open, and seemingly alive,
with an unrestricted warmth, a temptestuous love,
If only I wasn't wearing this expensive leather glove...
Alas! Mine dreams are but a fleeting,
with the crafty hands of Andy, that leave her heart o' beating
If Handy Andy is hers, then Handy Andy I will need!
To sit alone, cry, and weep, and waste my precious seed.
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Comments: 5
deviantjack [2003-11-27 20:36:44 +0000 UTC]
Dear Caroline,
I'm glad you enjoyed the poem. It was a true expression of my feelings. To save you the hassle on your eyes of having to READ my poem as a reminder of your new found love, I may prepare some artwork to symbolise this beautiful relationship.
Dear forgotten vampire - I have all sorts of bodily fluids, but last time I checked, I don't do spice. Perhaps some mild herbs would make up for this? let me know!
kiss kiss
J
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theforgottenvampire [2003-11-27 17:58:09 +0000 UTC]
how lovely..
people can bleed sugar and spice after all.
she is a precious girl
treat her well
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closedeyes [2003-11-26 18:28:18 +0000 UTC]
ive fallen in love all over again, you are true genius! if only you lived nest door i would be all over you like a cat in heat!
i will add this to my favourates as a constand reminder of my new found love!
by the way, very nice pic!
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