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Anterior, a Hooded Frenulum of
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November 2016 Anterior, a Hooded Frenulum of
You said your daddy taught you
But I never heard you play
And now I guess I never will
Or perhaps it was just another lie.
Who knows where loves melody
Takes us all....
Who hears its music
We all, have to have, a reason, to be.
Simple gestures .....
A smile, or .....to hold a hand.
To flick, a fleck, that's just not there!
A bond, an empathy.
That's much, much more.
Than just
mere love, how I miss it so.
Giajl © Jim Love
