Wild river by M.A.Meddings
Wild river Atrans down to the seaMuch too cold for the likes of me
But here I am alone and just wishing
You were here
But what of the fishing
Well feeling like this at my age
It can wait until tommorrow
Wild deep love flowing like a river
Poetry by lastromantichero
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Written on 2007-05-17 at 15:40
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