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Names are whisperedsoftly in the darkness Such tendernessunabashed with a love so true The heart pounds likethe waves crashing upon the shore They vibrate and stirmy very soul It answers in kind tothat whisper so tender Reaching a crescendoending in a roar No games are playedhere in this twilight It takes but a momentfor arousal between us A soft breath, atender touch lingering upon the skin My name escapes yourlips as you meet the skin of my neck Murmuringendearments; gestures of love A soft... Read Full Story
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Names are whispered softly in the darkness
Such tenderness unabashed with a love so true
The heart pounds like the waves crashing upon the shore
They vibrate and stir my very soul
It answers in kind to that whisper so tender
Reaching a crescendo ending in a roar
No games are played here in this twilight
It takes but a moment for arousal between us
A soft breath, a tender touch lingering upon the skin
My name escapes your lips as you meet the skin of my neck
Murmuring... Read Full Story
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Names are whispered softly in the darkness
Such tenderness unabashed with a love so true
The heart pounds like the waves crashing upon the shore
They vibrate and stir my very soul
It answers in kind to that whisper so tender
Reaching a crescendo ending in a roar
No games are played here in this twilight
It takes but a moment for arousal between us
A soft breath, a tender touch lingering upon the skin
My name escapes your lips as you meet the skin of my neck
Murmuring... Read Full Story
| From : kalisnakedthoughts.blogspot.com
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If I should die today I know it would nothave been in vain My life would havebeen filled With the touch of thewind in my hair The caress of thewarm heat of the sun upon my skin My lungs would havebeen filled with the air Sometimes not so cleanbut still allowing me To breathe andcontinue on another day The sweetness of lifewould have been upon my lips My tongue savoringall that is delicate and harsh Neither of whichwould have been spared or withheld The wealth ofemotions would have been my... Read Full Story
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If I should die today
I know it would not have been in vain
My life would have been filled
With the touch of the wind in my hair
The caress of the warm heat of the sun upon my skin
My lungs would have been filled with the air
Sometimes not so clean but still allowing me
To breathe and continue on another day
The sweetness of life would have been upon my lips
My tongue savoring all that is delicate and harsh
Neither of which would have been spared or withheld
The wealth... Read Full Story
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If I should die today
I know it would not have been in vain
My life would have been filled
With the touch of the wind in my hair
The caress of the warm heat of the sun upon my skin
My lungs would have been filled with the air
Sometimes not so clean but still allowing me
To breathe and continue on another day
The sweetness of life would have been upon my lips
My tongue savoring all that is delicate and harsh
Neither of which would have been spared or withheld
The wealth... Read Full Story
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Itwas time to leave the real world behind for awhile. At least this was her intention as she satdown to write. It was time to escapeinto her world of imagination-of fantasy. Now is when that song pops into her head. Willy Wonka and all those Gobstoppers! Not to mention the little men who help runthe factory. Hmmm…Umpalumpas! Oh God she was straying! Well…whatis the subject for tonight? Herthoughts turned a little more melancholic as she sat thinking of Christmasseasons from years ago... Read Full Story
| From : caliblue.wordpress.com
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It was time to leave the real world behind for awhile. At least this was her intention as she sat down to write. It was time to escape into her world of imagination-of fantasy. Now is when that song pops into her head. Willy Wonka and all those Gobstoppers ! Not to mention the little men who help run the factory. Hmmm…Umpalumpas! Oh God she was straying!
Well…what is the subject for tonight?
Her thoughts turned a little more melancholic as she sat thinking of Christmas seasons from... Read Full Story
| From : caliblue.wordpress.com
Not yet published.
It was time to leave the real world behind for awhile. At least this was her intention as she sat down to write. It was time to escape into her world of imagination-of fantasy. Now is when that song pops into her head. Willy Wonka and all those Gobstoppers ! Not to mention the little men who help run the factory. Hmmm…Umpalumpas! Oh God she was straying!
Well…what is the subject for tonight?
Her thoughts turned a little more melancholic as she sat thinking of Christmas seasons from... Read Full Story
| From : kalisnakedthoughts.blogspot.com
Not yet published.
The day started out easy enough. The rain woke me with its incessant beatingagainst my bedroom window. It is justanother day of taking one breath after another-not life. I feel the warmth of my body but there is nowarmth beside me. I am alone. The central heat kicked in again. It tells me that the night was chilly enoughfor the computer to know that the humans within the house would be cold. Imagine that! I wonder if we would survive without the computers in our lives. They seem to... Read Full Story
