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Francis Raven – Water Rendezvous

Francis Raven
Water Rendezvous

I’ve met you before with the water up to our waists.  You were talking about

quiches, about whether blue cheese was an appropriate ingredient for them.

I lost the urge to find out when I finally went home from being wet.  We met

again in another setting, but one also with water.  Yes, I remember it well,

it was a bathtub in Paris, with stout cute legs.  I tried to allow you to be

modest, but alas, it was a bathtub.  And now we meet again, rain coming

through the shine.  My page is always wet, but hopeful, for it is also never

empty.

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