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I love you.

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Because I Love You

Leaving you breathless is worth savoring, Like giving you pleasure and watching you drowning in lack of memory. So I find myself sick knowing you have to go, Feels like forever before I can even hear your voice again. I think I'm scared of losing you, Or simply not seeing you every day. Not being able to hold you at night, Not hearing your voice all the time. I don't think I have ever anticipated a moment so long, For a time without your wonderful love in my life. I don't think I can keep myself from craving you either, Just like the predictable moments before we kiss again tonight.

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I love you too

I hate hanging up on you after the way you say "I love you." Somehow totally pronouncing the period while simply saying "I love you". It's one of the constant feelings I have with you, Leaving me mindlessly craving for more. I love how your voice strikes my inner sides, But not how it happens to take over my mind. And it never seems to strike alone because of my love for you, A love I risk to trust in all the beautiful lies. So I try to savor your words in my mind, The way your voice holds my heart away, The river of longing lit by your smile, Every moment of what we have.

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I Am Me

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Last night was amazing I loved what you did to me fucked me so hard I couldn't breathe Sweat covered us growing our lust They way you moved your hands slowly up my body gave me shivers of desire; damn, I'm lucky Hearts beating together we'd like to fuck forever Your fingertips lingered on my curvy breasts you slightly pinched them I moaned in protest Begging for more 'cause your touch I adore You grabbed them caressed them with your thumb I gasped a little then made a sweet hum I'm hungry for you maybe a little horny too My lips moved up your neck stopping at your mouth as I bit your lip you gave a shout Enjoy the

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This, is love.

I gave you every last spinning molecule in my body. They dissolved into your lips on the very first night. I let you keep them all, because I was floating. I never expected to fall. I got to hold onto my nerves that torture me with every mention of your name, every memory stored. I wander like mist around the most miserable parts of the world just waiting for you to find me. But you aren't even looking. I'll never know what you did with me. I'll never uncover where you hid me. The ground is tracked with my dragging feet that are slowly grinding down to nothing. The arched slump in my back worsens each night. You will never know the

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Making love to you

I look on your eyes tonight, watching every bit of action you have been thinking, Living those moments, again having that gorgeous smile on your face Holding on to me tight, as if I might run away the very next moment Your lips whispering in my ears, tickling the air passing around me Running those fingers on my face, resembling heaven for me on this earth Crawling those fingertips on to lips, hungry for your touch, Laying your ears in the middle of the chest, listening to my heart Whispering the silent scream of your name in the core of your ears Locking your lips with mine, creating a sensual eroticism of its own Playing your finge

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Published: Apr 29, 2007

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onin67

Apr 29, 2007

mmmm nice red lips

i like it

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