A certain bedroom smile!A Poem by andrew mitchell
I seek not the length of your smile,
but only to saviour the taste of our moment. How 'bout a little smooch, my dear before I fall from your wink... or before the flutter in your wings knocks me over? How your flirtatious thoughts dance around a heart rekindled but... that maybe the wine talking cos we haven't spoken a word yet.
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andrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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