Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Fantasy

Facinating fantasy flames the fires of my heart.
Hallucinatory heartrob hovers from the start.
Stimulating surrealism situated in my mind.
Mesmerising mirage mimicking the divine.
Posted by DorisTrueheart at 2:49 PM

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