trapeze-act's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- - The evening is serene. After bracing a terrential downpour for an hour, we are blessed with the relieved chirping of birds and the beautiful scent of mother nature's candle - the after effects of a rainstorm. Your love burns through me like the electricity wavering about through a thunderstorm. We are not passionate but we are fiery. Frenzied. Lustful. 8:43 PM - May 11, 2011 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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