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Upright
Location: Canada
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A Cold Wind
Well, guess I've been lurking long enough... the literature forum gets my first post!
A Cold Wind A cold wind chills my heart as overhead, the moon hides: masking its torpid light behind thick black clouds which close in on my soul. I walk alone on a path from an uncertain past to a future torn by the hands of fate. Yet still I walk forward, The thought of you as the master of my action. And when I fall on my worn legs, my callous hands shielding my weathered face I can feel the hurt of your watching eyes And feel the warmth of your comforting arms And will myself to walk again. I never walk alone with you in my thoughts -- Images of shared passion, the fountainhead of my love, which flows endlessly from my battered heart to the sanctuary of your craving lips. |
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Naughty Just Right
Location: Euphoria
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Very nice work. What a wonderful way to burst onto the scene!
Thank you for a sample of your work. I hope there is more to come. ![]()
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