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[title] => Lust for Sale on Saturday Night
[time] => 2005-05-04 18:29:45
[hometext] => I wish I could relive this night again. It was the happiest I've ever been.
[bodytext] => Excreating uncertanties through desperate gasps Aching with anticipation and a bulge in your pants Pervertions and fantisies mesh with cruel fate Sences afire and feelings aflame Beeds of sweat speak words of our fate A craning neck smells of roses and cant waits Puckered lips have a trace of alchool and lies Tongue tastes of experiances and plans for the night Walk to a corner in a lustful daze Shirts soaking wet but not long will they stay Aggresivley punishing desires now expressed Hands playing catchup with the minds quick demands Break off the kiss at the tap on the shoulder Make yourslef decent though your desires are still bolder Hold off on plans devilishly devised Wait for the chance to make good on her lies Sitting forever too confused to breathe Disbelieveingly chanting the words she would sing See her away displaying her knoledge Of how to make boys come when she calls them Pretend to have conquered an animal like foe Brag about how you changed yourself forever Never again to be spoken aloud Your love for her still knows no bounds The goodnight kiss is all you have The taste of which you savor always Lay alone at all times remembering How you spent those minutes with her and how your heart is still aching [comments] => 0 [counter] => 474 [topic] => 44 [informant] => socialburnin [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Nostalgic )
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