cover me in honey
love
in lieu
of
all they say
so lather in
sweet joined
abyss
and lick sweet tears
away,,
The wood nymph and Buttercup are both familiar to me, though as different as can be; one an elusive pixie seen across a misty defile, the other a furry friend full of love devoid of guile.
They are one and the same though I believe both to be devoid of guile..
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The wood nymph and Buttercup are both familiar to me, though as different as can be; one an elusive pixie seen across a misty defile, the other a furry friend full of love devoid of guile.
They are one and the same though I believe both to be devoid of guile..