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Dreamer

 

Elegant touches slip carelessly

into slumbered pastures of green

The kind which grazes my thighs

and slender hips to trembling

Fingertips are without harness;

sly their way to the breakage

of my pink-frosted lips

Taroting my eyes to predicate

luscious memories made

not only until I awaken.

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  • Ithica silver member
    February 21, 2008
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    I knew you would place... congrats. on the Bronze!!!


  • spiritualangel
    February 21, 2008

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    The kind which grazes my thighs

    and slender hips to trembling

    Fingertips are without harness;

    sly their way to the breakage

    of my pink-frosted lips

    Beautiful. Best of luck.

  • Ithica silver member
    February 17, 2008
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    Wonderful metaphor... I really enjoyed this! Best of luck to you!


  • x-Black-Butterfly-x gold member
    February 16, 2008

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    awwww this is a wonderful take on the prompt your words flow swiftly across the page well done twinny