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Tuesday, May 11, 2004

Drifting is the name of this poem, and as most of my poems are, it's about

women and how entrancing they can be. Drifting Dark and mysterious creature, born in pink light. Shy and sweet, sweat, bold as silver. Kissed by dew and bronzed in dust. Love, experience, freedom, child-woman drawn in sand, drawn to sand, small and burdened entrancing and turbulent her winds wind... Sign in to see full entry.

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