My dear Nimrod

by Yatubeera Resty   Mar 15, 2013


For this reason we agreed
And we where happy. Nothing personal, only that which we gave. But time is past and all is changed. For without concious i desire more. Question me not, your to blame. Giving me pleasure, for memories i made only to drift and love, what once was only
A fling..
Now that am married to pleasure and love, must i stay away?
ps, me.

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