12-04-2003, 10:03 PM | #1 (permalink) |
Insane
Location: in a golden garden of grey
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I want.
When I am close to you,
I want to be closer. I want you. I want To feel you move in rythym of my desire. Ever closer to the deepest want of intimacy and biting lust. I want To sear together with a heat made up of flesh against craving flesh. Releasing fury, unmentioned, or portrayed, yet, by bodies reaching out in need. I want To suffocate on extasy, tingle with ecstatic pulses, and disburse my anticipation. I simply want you. |
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