The Whimsical Popsicle: Tutelage for the fumbler

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Saturday, May 5, 2012

Tutelage for the fumbler

The sun told me to love you Strong and bright The moon told me to caress you Tenderly through the night The wind told me to run My fingers through your hair My heart told me to kiss you lips So I will linger there Sign in to see full entry.

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