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By it dosent matter Date: 2002 Nov 30 Comment on this Work [[2002.11.30.16.14.340]] |
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i am sorry the horror that i feel within your presence for my dreams that my mind is elsewhere when we talk dwelling on your dulcet tones and to my eternal disgust hearing instead how you might sound deep in the night when without words you make your pleasure felt without my will powerless to resist my eyes hunger your curves eating away beyond thought i am sorry for i would not have this so nor would i have this need felt in every aching joint my fingers cry for a simple touch pon this heaven of your skin and that alone my greatest fear for a simple touch would not be enough to still these tears my flesh does bleed again would i not have this so i am sorry for this myself my need |