Posted by Enyxa Poventud-RodrÃguez on February 20, 2015 at 7:35 AM
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You tempt me with your eyes,
to sin in profane ways.
Every word that I read,
every whisper I can hear…
It calls me,
your beautiful cover.
You’re calling me,
strange collection of
thoughts,
strange collection of sheets.
Bereaved by the loss,
gregariously smiling,
you call me.
Your cover,
your smile,
your text,
your price:
“ALL BOOKS: Buy one, get one 50%”
<<Booklusting>>
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