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Sweat infused with sweat came riding upon the soft night breeze, sliding through the ebony air; bringing with it the scents and perfumes of faraway and exotic places. The continent of Us where union was shared and passion blazed through the rolling waves that lapped and endured with the temperate tides at the beach of Now. And how the tall trees shook and rocked as the churning wind rushed through them; clinging from it intoxication for our senses, sensual pollen released. Released…released. In the broken silence of Monday night, the incensed symphony of sound and sweat and passion and desire, the unbroken breath of truth begged upon h

         Impure              Would that I had ne'r set thy course to indulgence.              Won the Kraken's fractured slumber to thine own, the titan's curse thrives not but to dethrone, turned grim, yet void of true intone.               My hand is seldom sought from Albion, framed in bare sky, seems cause permits awed spectacles. For calm the waves, a gentle hum, and to the rain, no dance had come. The sails breathe still, the mast serene, my face doth bathed in sweet unseen. Hark! The island, rare to spy, for but resides deserted brine, and waves do all, save intertwine. Let anchor loose and ropes to fly, hail thy god's who aid us

As I sit here writing to you I think of the times we had And things we would do And think of more I wanted to say before you left I remember the ways you would make me laugh The ways you would make me cry The things you would do to me And things I would do to you As I sit here writing to you I think of the times we had And things we would do And think of more I wanted to say before you left But that's all in the past now Your never coming back I know that now and thank you For the memories you left As I sit here writing to you I think of the times we had And things we would do And think of more I wanted to say before you le