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Just what is on
your mind, girlfriend?

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Tea Time
 

We slow dance in the heat

of a summer evening

the candle steadies its flickering

and stretches sensuously

 

my eyes reflect the flame when you look at me

The smell of ginger lingers in the heat

And the tea cups lie turned

where we told our fortunes.

 

m-m

 

 
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