a world with out TEA SE


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Posted by Mary Lou VEga on April 30, 2003 at 10:58:07:

My dreams caught me fallin
fallin into his arms
as we wrestled out the fears
my feet stood solid within his ever breath
the smell of his purple flowers waxed my heat
i knew he could wraggle me
wrap me
even win me with his southern drawin
with his boots camp knowledge
with his iguana top hat
his lavendar eyes lips
his baby dark darlin labourin into my thoughts
i need a straight jacket to hold me back
i need his sweatin vains
i need his truth to blend with my sane
in pikes peak my sceamin was a mountain full of geen tea leaves

whewWWWWWW
how could anyone for go a good dam cup of tea

whom i say
not ME
me of all people
can never!
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