Fernand Ouellette
Lucie ou un midi en novembre
The Keywords and some other various words and thoughts...
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Let's cuddle, nuzzle and snuggle as we draw closer. I'll tickle you here, titillate you there and vellicate you somewhere as you shiver here, quiver there, tremble everywhere; tingling waves exalt every shaking hair on your skin, deep, deep down on a seabed of thrilling warmth.
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dream of it
with eyes wide open
dream and imagine
it's real
until your mind
reaches its epic
and your eyes tire
you fall asleep
with the foam
beneath your
body
-- By a talented anonymous visitor of this blog.
What could "it" possibly be?
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Surrender,
Like a child with grown up dreams,
Surrender,
to the limitless within.
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... please release me, and let me dream about making mad love on the heath.
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“In music, one doesn’t make the end of the composition the point of the composition.”
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