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[title] => How Can I...
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[hometext] => Written as a memory to the sad times of long ago.. when I still have a heart.
[bodytext] => How can I describe these poundings of my heart, but in the likeness of waves crashing upon surf. thunderous poundings those hammering crests, and yet a caress as gentle as the breeze. how can I attest this tightening in my throat, but as the tight embrace of absent lovers reunited. a lingering feeling of constricting curves, the sweet sweet tingle of skin upon skin. how can I explain a glimmer of your face, but as the landscape of heaven on loan to mortal lands. a picture of beauty perfection formed, the graceful depiction of an angel's pose. how can I express a timbre of your voice, but as a symphony of angels singing celestial songs. the tunes the melodies a sweet respite, tantamount to murder upon weak weak hearts. how can I impress the sublety of your touch, but as the gentle warmth of summer lingering on frozen winters. a brush a tingle and perhaps a little more, the delectable musings craddled in delight. how can I protest the dalliance of your eyes, but as pools of pleasure that deliciously drowns. the waters of love crowned by lust, a taste of the luscious pleasures to come. how can I resist the offers of your love, but as a willing slave donning gilded chains. the surrender of will the lifting of veils, opening the sight for visions untold. [comments] => 6 [counter] => 177 [topic] => 43 [informant] => baronhawk [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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