Satirical glee, ghoulish extremities prancing gaily upon my grave they be. A LAST REQUEST gifted to me....a moment in time 'tis all you need. To live and love without restrictions...when life was meaningful with thee. Love, the treasure we'd keep. Freedom to love and learn and ourselves we'd be; treasured gifts indeed. Come forth, ghoulish skeletons of muddy depth 'tis with anticipation I surrender to thee. For in quieted repose I await to greet a long lost lover awaiting me. ©️PSA 19/6/21.
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