You got hold of me

It's never too late ...my blue eyed and dark brown long hair maiden... Your wit got me into fits and held spellbound... What treachery is this you play...with sorcery of arcane wizardry...my heart,mind and soul...now belong to only you
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Posted: Jan 2013

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