Within your own, until I fled and fled
Into your blood; and my pure pulses surged,
Heaped with the wedded bliss of man and wife…
Dying, I lived…and living, I was dead. beutiful, philosophic. love.tony
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Within your own, until I fled and fled Into your blood; and my pure pulses surged, Heaped with the wedded bliss of man and wife… Dying, I lived…and living, I was dead. beutiful, philosophic. love.tony