Day 12
I love you like raven loves night.
Feel my fingers like wings
flutter across your skin
as I take flight.
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About
- TaunaLen
- I am a lover of words, a gatherer of phrases, a reader of pages and a communicator of thoughts. I am absolutely amazed at the power, and beauty of words. I love to write, to read, and to talk.
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