I shook with desire...as I had found the one to match my enteral fire...Needing everything that could be given...I open my eyes...watching my close to fairytale lover come true...He seem to understand my wants undenied...building rapid breathes deeper I drew...rushing feverant throwing myself over headfirst...My name tasted upon his lips...spilling himself into provocative caverns in burst...gentle caress of his fingertips...comfort we lie...By no means is this goodbye...
A contest entry
- In The Mood by WingedWolf.
600 points, ended July 13, 2008, 15 entries
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I'm sorry as I'm on a phone. navigating , and formats are diffcult. Thank you .
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"by no means is this goodbye" that's a good thing, right? great job and good luck. i understand the format thing. it's cool, don't worry about it.
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