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Oct 01, 2007 00:26

Passion I belive in.
The gods bestowing gifts upon me
of your taste and sweat and strength.
I cannot attest to the glory of your thighs
my words are inadequate
compared to your breath.
Electric defening shock
of touch of skin to center of gravity
and I fall within you
landing in the deep velvet crush
and the quake destroys my core
shattering me into a million unfed pieces.
I desire in all moments I am disconnected.
Forgive my uncapable hands fumbling across you
for ou are worth more.
the goddes that you are
while I worship at the altar
lucky to have known you once
grateful that I know you nightly.
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