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Sep 14, 2004 02:35

I was the proverbial lover
The whisper on your neck
And sound
Between fingertips
Running through
Red locks
Down to your lips
My voice was carried
On the smoothness of
Your skin
Curving to spine
Before hips
And licking the
Bone beneath skin
Remaining here within
Your dream

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in_aeternum September 14 2004, 09:20:51 UTC
Wow, I love it! beautiful

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invisiblepoetry September 14 2004, 10:25:10 UTC
Thank you :)

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