Date: 2011-01-01 06:31 am (UTC)
pf_mod: modern pseudo-cubist painting of a red headed woman holding a book with a red cover (Default)
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He returned to the princess
saying, I am but a traveling man
but here is what you hunger for.
The apple was as smooth as oilskin
and when she took a bite
it was as sweet and crisp as the moon.
Their tongues met over such a dish.
His tongue lay in her mouth
as delicately as the white snake.
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