I have never sang in tunes
as you make me sing.
My sighs have never
been so soft or deep.
I smell you from across
the room and it takes my
breath away, all self control
is used when sitting
alone in a room with you.
I would rip the clothes
right off your back,
just to touch the warmth
of your naked skin.
I would place your hands around
my waist and pull you close
for my loving embrace.
I cannot kiss you long, deep,
soft, rough, light enough.
My head is in a spin,
when making love to you is my best sin.
Your touch is like the sun in spring,
to wake the earth
and start bight and new again.
I miss you so much
it hurts, all I can do is
touch myself in memory of our
passion.
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For my Halo
Comments
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Ahhh passion. Nothing like it in this world, and the pain of knowing it and loosing is the worst. Great write
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A very strong and devotional exlamation of love and beyond.
I noticed a part that you may want to fix;
I smell you from across
the room and it take my
take should be takes.
**Master Ktulu**
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Good golly Miss Molly!!!
A totally delicious explanation of that all embracing love and lost we all want to feel, and by the way, it's quite close to how I feel about you
The D O M
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