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By Sloane1 Date: 2002 Jun 11 Comment on this Work [[2002.06.11.21.35.2902]] |
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Passion fills the room Satisfied, enchanted, Overcome by our longing stare He embraces me, with a sweet kiss His tongue dances with mine Memories overcome me, treasures I thought I would never miss I position myself cautiously, until our bodies intertwine Up and down, back and forth Our souls in sync, I know exactly what he wants, and exactly what he needs. He looks up at me contentedly as I rub my fingers through my hair, Driving him wild with my coyness As his manliness takes me to places that I never thought I'd dare. How can something so sweet and innocent be considered so wrong? Why do I wish for someone, to whom I will never belong? Who makes the decisions of who we get and why? Understanding lonliness, is the reason happy endings makes us cry. |