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The Chilled Night Air
By: Me

Kiss me until I’m bruised
My skin raw and delicate
from the force of your lips
Hands entangled in tussled hair
Clothes, hips, legs knotted…
enclosed in the dark moist beauty
of your mouth open against mine
Bodies flush,
Flushed, pink, heated,
Want
Want
Want
Leave me dizzy and panting
Clutching at the night air and
your shirt-front partially open for
my questing hands
Exposed and writhing in a building walkway
Like this, you are beautiful

Untitled
by: Me

Now there is only...
a yellow moon softly glowing
the taste of salt on my tongue,
the sweet lull of the waters lapping
and my sorrows yet to be sung.

Last seen on Oct 8 11:34 AM. Member since September 1, 2003.
I'm a onyx dragon poet for 793 comments.
My mood is , and quote is "Uncertain".
I am a 33 year old woman (United States)
When I'm not writing, I'm a Computer Tech, Broken Hearted Romantic, and Student of Life.
I have 793 comments, 2 columns, 210 poems

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I tease about being old
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Frayed edges and undersides seeping in street dirt and sludge.

21 lines, 1 comment, February 3, 2008
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last work of art on February 27, 2008

Congrats on your B.S.!
macandrew on October 24, 2006

Great to see you around.

John
Arumdamour on October 3, 2006

Thank you so much for your appreciation on my poem 'The rose in the trash'. I'm so glad you like it!
MermaidSinging on December 2, 2005

I'm not "leaving" per se, but for personal reasons I'm not posting under this name for a while until I work some things out.