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ON a dark sensual
night
a quarter moon its only light,
A man on a horse gallops softly through the forest, becoming one
with his stead his clothes those of a knight.
He battles with the evil spirits and courageously slays her dragons,
his sword flashing too and thro with all his might.
At the end of his battle, his victory was to experience the sweet
sensual lips of the fair maiden, his heart feeling as though it had
come from the darkness and out into the soft glow of mornings
You have two choices now:
1. Delete this.
2.
Invite Love to your Life!
Hope you will choose 2. I did.


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