Violets and Clover
Poetry and Pictures
Friday, February 18, 2011
The perplexity of ecstacy is something quite befuddling. One can't be too far from it to feel it's creeping tingling. The smell of it, the sight of it can cause abrasive lingering. To never have tried taste of it, quite frankly, is life threatening.
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