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[bodytext] => Her body,a canvas not worthy Her mind,a sea of thoughts Her heart,an open welcome With all the pain it's brought Hands offered for comfort Her arms,forever reach out In vain they try and embrace To relieve the hurt and doubt Her eyes,too closed to reality A mouth that craves to taste Love that breathes inside of her Romantic dreams,a waste Kisses linger on quivering lips Sighs choke and strangle her words Dying for the need to break free From a soul so deeply stirred Escaping into darkness Through the night,she sees A place to shed her pain Her world of make believe Hungry for the tasting The claret from the flesh Of a man who lives his life One heartache to the next Naked are his struggles She sees through,within Tempting the open window Her breeze will cover him She feels his hurt contain her It swirls and holds its ground Baring his soul,taking control Understanding is now found Velvet kisses of their breath Trail each others skin Dancing in the turbulence Of every unknown sin Perfect in its rapture Symphonic in its bliss Two become as one this night With every blood sucked kiss A mixture of pure potency Joined together in this heat Two hearts beat in fusion In blood,their souls now meet Found upon the night air Love will have its way For two who live in darkness And exist by light of day ©2005, Lady Chenoa, All Rights Reserved. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 209 [topic] => 13 [informant] => LovingWhispers [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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