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[sid] => 154160
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Quicksand
[time] => 2009-10-17 04:18:53
[hometext] => This poem about love, more specifically about it's physical aspect.
[bodytext] => It feels so good to feel you here, Inhale the sweet smell of your skin, Explore your body back and forward I know I could do this thing all night. I know I could give you the pleasure, I could burn you down with my fire, It seems there's nothing I couldn’t do, When you fill me up by your desire. I'm runnin' my feet off the ground, Nearly touchin the skies with my hands, I'm comin' up higher and higher But I'm swallowed up by your quicksand. I wanna breath in but I'm out of air, Your sexuality's callin' is stronger Than my desire of gettin' away. And I'm swallowed up by your quicksand. We're playin this game all night away, It seemed that I was so close to be winnin’, But now I see how much I was mistaken, When I thought you'd get down so easy, I lost my head completely in your arms, Cos starting once it's so damn hard to stop, I handed my initiative over to you, baby, But I don't think that I will be regretin’. I'm runnin' my feet off the ground, Nearly touchin the skies with my hands, I'm comin' up higher and higher But I'm swallowed up by your quicksand. I wanna breath in but I'm out of air, Your sexuality's callin' is stronger Than my desire of gettin' away. And I'm swallowed up by your quicksand. It feels so wrong, but it feels so right, So deadly and in the same time it's a cure, So give me a kiss me, baby, before I die, Let this be a death mixed with pleasure. I'm runnin' my feet off the ground, Nearly touchin the skies with my hands, I'm comin' up higher and higher But I'm swallowed up by your quicksand. I wanna breath in but I'm out of air, Your sexuality's callin' is stronger Than my desire of gettin' away. And I'm swallowed up by your quicksand. Your quicksand swallowed me up... [comments] => 1 [counter] => 310 [topic] => 2 [informant] => Alexa_Bachtel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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