Rasberry Swirl

She lain down on thy grave

Sheds her tears to sleep

Waking in the morn

Once more, began to weep

"Thou must try, come back to me!"

But her rasberry swirl could no

longer see

Just how much

she needed his sweet caress

how long-turns into forever

As she awaits thy rasberry swirl

Author's Notes/Comments: 

addiction to a person is a wonderful feeling...

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