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Наталья Кашкан: литературный дневник

A summers day filled with sun a warm feeling upon my skin you wrap your presence around me like the strength of a thousand men The dress you wear, so fine and pure the body beneath, supple?



? and sweet I think so often of the treats that lay beneath your sweet bed sheets I have often wondered what lies beneath your dress on a summers night I wish sometimes that I could see and show you all I long to do You are my sun on a summers day warm and sweet upon my skin you are my rain on an autumn evening wet and fresh, a longing dream...



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