Wednesday, 28 March 2018

nothing hide...till the morrow


 ....and as to sleep u reach,
a thought to tease your dreams.....

...let me ride
let me glide
let me slide
nothing hide...

...let me greet
let me eat
take my seat
your body heat...till the morrow. RB.




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