Lyn Anderson
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this thiefA Chapter by Lyn Andersonanother love poem |
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she can't tell himA Chapter by Lyn Andersonsometimes it's the words we cannot say |
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this poem has no reasonA Chapter by Lyn Andersoncaught by my math teacher in high school - I still remember the shades of red he blushed! |
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A good memoryA Chapter by Lyn Andersonself explanatory really |
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kill meA Chapter by Lyn Andersona love poem ha ha hee hee ho ho |
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the shirtA Chapter by Lyn Andersonan erotic poem still one of my faves. I am digging into the closet now - finding some fun stuff, reworking it, and posting it |
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her loverA Chapter by Lyn Andersona poem is not always what it looks like at first blush |
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The evil spatula and the wicked spoonA Chapter by Lyn Andersoninspired by Tom Robbins before I even read him. |
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the werewolfA Chapter by Lyn AndersonI guess if I ever publish an anthology I will need a special wolf section |
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My PreyA Chapter by Lyn Andersonexactly what it sounds like |
