The embodiment of love's thrust.A Poem by andrew mitchell
To the naked eye
the arch of her back the bend in a bow narrow is the path the arrow's trajectory embedded in the heart buried love surfaces harp music plays for cupid's target.
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Added on January 28, 2019 Last Updated on January 28, 2019 Authorandrew 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.. |

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