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Prima Noctae by Omar S Kayyam Sunday, April 06, 2003 Share Print Save Become a Fan
At sight, the first encounter, At marriages unworthy of the name, Did we make ours. With eyes, With hands, With fleeting membrance did we marry. 'Till late upon the eve (Earlier upon the morn) Did we make present our intentions Our Love, Passion and presentiments. Withouting our engagement we gave passion passage And since the first encounter has never been impeded.

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Reviewed by Lady Scarlet (Reader)	4/8/2003

Easy and sliding i ride on your words With my hands held to fire and my soul in a swing blessed and bequiled in a love of pure trueness I brighten and dance in your shining desire Quench me in sweet and insatiable colors And stop on my breast for a slow in my blaze My words are of humble and honest reflection And grasp is of that which defines all my days.




Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)	4/6/2003

"Withouting our engagement we gave passion passage And since the first encounter has never been impeded." Very lovely writing Omar..I love this...floria




Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)	4/6/2003

Very good write. Peg