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The Folly of (my) Youth
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Railing at the Moon The Folly of (my) Youth
Myrvanwy
Just nineteen
Peeking, pouting
Under dark rolling curls
Lolling lissom and athletic,
Gleaming, warm golden
Sleak…sun bronzed
And smiling
The wide windswept dune lands…
Flame orange bikini…
I had all of this…and yet wanted more
Glad to see you are still writing...........
pop in to say howdy sometime. Sincerely, Melissa
cute~ LIKED IT!
cute~ LIKED IT!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."