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[aid] => mick
[title] => My hand still traces
[time] => 2011-03-03 22:55:31
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[bodytext] => Your skin - so soft - with a colour that melts my eyes, a warmth intoxicating my mind. The worship of your sighs is the only option. The everyday still excites my senses, your beauty shines greater. I love your for I have no other choice. I am compelled for my heart yells, and aches for renewed compassions. Your temple is craved, your pillars have awed. I desire your communion, sacrifices were never enough. My hand still traces the curves of hips, its firmness is candy for my imagination. To proclaim your beauty only serves to contain that which has no boundaries. Its a sin to attempt such boldness. But I must try to capture these moments for speaking fails in the moment. My wants never lessen. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 183 [topic] => 2 [informant] => eggflipper [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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