With my love

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By Gabrielle

A night fit for arabian kings Gold goblets filled with the drink of love Spices, cinammon sticks, colourful peppers, peaches, fill my mouth. plumes of smoke erupt from my nostrils Like dragons from old times passed Memories of life fill the sweet watermelon air as the hubbly bubbly gurgles People walk by unaware of the beauty that hovers in this moment Two lovers locked in an eternal embrace Becoming intoxicated with each breath Falling deeper in rich red Sofly laying in velvet Swirling down just limbs....one Richness of life, the richness of us forever yours in that moment

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May 2, 2009 03:04izzy

very detailed, you are very talented.

November 21, 2009 05:08 ~~~~GLOSTARG~~~~

hi Gabrielle, I left reply to your request on my poem: Holy of Holies.