Stark. In these stark days I shrink from her kiss As unworthy as I can ever admit. Wishing this time did not really exist but knowing that nature will have none of it. If only we spoke all that is true sought answers for each little doubt that was shared. Or helped with a groan, so hope never grew.... Sign in to see full entry.
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