SpoonmanA Poem by PeteRomance is the glamour which turns the dust of everyday life into a golden haze. - Carolyn Gold Heilbrun![]() Graft your eager kiss upon my tarnished lips. Wager on love with all your precious, poker chips. Play your best cards and I'll play mine. We'll uncork passion like a fine, French wine. Take my hand with that come-hither, glint in your eye. Claim me your's before I die. Make artful love to me whilst we still can. Let me be your shiny, silver ... ... spoonman ... © 2019 Pete |
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Added on December 9, 2019 Last Updated on December 24, 2019 |


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