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What if my fingers weaved a trail Somewhere lost within your hair The fear, the anger in your heart My love, we'll turn it into art... What if I draped my arms around Your heavy laden shoulders The burden there, would it remain? One kiss, and I'd steal it away... What if I trailed my fingernails Like roadmaps down your back Scars from those who hurt you, love I would heal them with but a touch... What if I kissed your neck like mist Which breathes and twists and coils The pain of anguished, desperate nights To flee from flames I would ignite... What if I ran my lips, my hands From your collar to your waist Healing wounds like arrows pierced With a passion searing and fierce...?
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Sep 19, 2019
Sep 19, 2019 at 10:53 PM UTC
What If...?
What if my fingers weaved a trail Somewhere lost within your hair The fear, the anger in your heart My love, we'll turn it into art... What if I draped my arms around Your heavy laden shoulders The burden there, would it remain? One kiss, and I'd steal it away... What if I trailed my fingernails Like roadmaps down your back Scars from those who hurt you, love I would heal them with but a touch... What if I kissed your neck like mist Which breathes and twists and coils The pain of anguished, desperate nights To flee from flames I would ignite... What if I ran my lips, my hands From your collar to your waist Healing wounds like arrows pierced With a passion searing and fierce...?
du du du...?
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Cassia
Desert Wastelands
Sep 19, 2019
Sep 19, 2019 at 10:53 PM UTC
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