Acrostic D. G
May winter blues abandon our home.
In springy step, the spring has just arrived
To sunlight-wash the equinoctial dome.
Retry, rerun, rebirth, rejuvenation …
Yet no firm design and no plan.
Get rid, like stag of antlers, of stagnation,
Of all the semiotic chaff and bran.
Let guiding lights of charitable love
Obediently lead to higher ground,
Vague outlines of mountains above
In misty air, and wilderness around.
No man has traveled yet this lofty path.
God bless you, friend, though I believe he hath.
March 21, 1999
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Saw you with the smile ,
Caught you like you want me too . . .
Caught that little child -
Sodomy is such a part of you !
Мэрэлин 01.01.2002 22:39 Заявить о нарушении
See Acrostic (But 4).
It's quite explicit.
Mahalingam 03.01.2002 07:02 Заявить о нарушении