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Friday, December 30, 2005


Poetry Posse
~Wanting, Yet Not~


Im afraid of your touch,
Your face and your embrace,
Im allergic to the words you whisper,
Your kisses are sharp and double bladed,
Making my tongue bleed,
And my heart is wounded,
By you, for youyet still,
I crave for your face, love your embrace,
Do whisper sweet truths in my ear,
Your kisses are passionate,
Leaving me breathless,
My tongue, now stitched, caressed by yours,
My heart mended, raw within your palm,
I am yours, forever til my grave,
Have me, love me, and never leave...

Vampyress

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