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Array ( [sid] => 116094 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Melting into Yesterday [time] => 2006-03-08 19:06:09 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I want your hands to melt into my skin once more,
Creating imprints of your thoughts,
Of your desire against the small of my back,
My hands,
My waist.
Drift your lips down to my ear
And whisper words the music steals.
I want to look into your eyes
And see those flames of passion,
Burning so hot my cheeks flame red
As you brush away my doubts.
I didn’t know a song could kidnap me
And leave me stranded in your world of movements.
You know how to dance exactly so my curves blend in with yours
Until we are one body brought together by music.
Your cheek rests by mine
And your breath escapes in fast beats against my ear.
Your hands are molded into my flesh,
Dripping with sweat, yet your fingers fail to slide off.
A burst of light explodes between our gaze
And the music is dead.

I walk away first.
I always walk away first.
Mistakes are my specialties
I’m the queen of
Faults,
Errors,
Slip-ups
And disaster.

You walked out that door and I didn’t bother to stop you.

Now…
Your face faded from my memory
But your touch still burns on my skin.

[comments] => 4 [counter] => 205 [topic] => 43 [informant] => xxbreathlessx [notes] => Comment moved over from second submission. - Moderator_16: Re: Melting into Yesterday (User Rating: 1) by drtylilsecret on Wednesday, March 08 2006 @ 19:09:59 CST (User Info | Send a Message) amazing write! omg the first stanza left me breathless, and the other two made it sort of sad but that's just life, and with them you gave it that voice that it need. i absolutely loved it. ~natalya [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )

Melting into Yesterday

Contributed by xxbreathlessx on Wednesday, 8th March 2006 @ 07:06:09 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

I want your hands to melt into my skin once more,
Creating imprints of your thoughts,
Of your desire against the small of my back,
My hands,
My waist.
Drift your lips down to my ear
And whisper words the music steals.
I want to look into your eyes
And see those flames of passion,
Burning so hot my cheeks flame red
As you brush away my doubts.
I didn’t know a song could kidnap me
And leave me stranded in your world of movements.
You know how to dance exactly so my curves blend in with yours
Until we are one body brought together by music.
Your cheek rests by mine
And your breath escapes in fast beats against my ear.
Your hands are molded into my flesh,
Dripping with sweat, yet your fingers fail to slide off.
A burst of light explodes between our gaze
And the music is dead.

I walk away first.
I always walk away first.
Mistakes are my specialties
I’m the queen of
Faults,
Errors,
Slip-ups
And disaster.

You walked out that door and I didn’t bother to stop you.

Now…
Your face faded from my memory
But your touch still burns on my skin.

Copyright Â© xxbreathlessx ... [ 2006-03-08 19:06:09]
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Re: Melting into Yesterday (User Rating: 1 )
by eggflipper on Wednesday, 8th March 2006 @ 07:24:10 PM AEST
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wonderful. You captured the effects, sensations has on our memory and body. I enjoyed this greatly.

Re: Melting into Yesterday (User Rating: 1 )
by thesinner on Wednesday, 8th March 2006 @ 08:14:23 PM AEST
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Full of passion. I'm quite hot!
Exellent write. I was really absorbed.

Re: Melting into Yesterday (User Rating: 1 )
by lovespoetic0518 on Sunday, 23rd July 2006 @ 09:06:10 PM AEST
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A very passionate write. I loved the compostion of it. You have a way with words, especially how to express how you feel. Very good write. Take care, Kimberly

Re: Melting into Yesterday (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Tuesday, 5th February 2019 @ 03:04:57 AM AEST
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Excellent write!

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