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Edward Searson Dec 2012
I'm waiting on an angel
I know it won' t be long
To find myself a resting place
In my angel's arms

Waiting on an angel
One to carry me home
Hope you come and see me soon
Cause I don' t want to go alone
I don't want to go alone
Edward Searson Dec 2012
Before the darkness escapes us
desire fading away
make the moment last
as night intertwines with day.

I long to hear your beat.
crave to feel your pulse.
want to touch the heat.
I am your fantasy.

My name falls from your lips.
I long to feel your spirit.
crave to touch your body.
want to be your lover.
you are my fantasy.
Edward Searson Dec 2012
Illusion turns to reality
Clay oven, fire, heat
The kiss, passion erupts
Standing in the rain, frozen heat
Your body is wet, torrential rains
The kisses become more sensual
Rain dripping down your face
I can taste your essence, I can smell your scent
Your body is wet, I feel fire
The taste of romance feeds my hunger
Miss you so much - x

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