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The noble may be naughty, when the moon is shown intensely For a woman is like life, and I crave her soul immensely Longing to be captivated by visionary delights For her to be my tender reveries on ever restless nights Imagining ****** moments with her until they disappear Thoughts of looking into her eyes wishing she were near Exploring her minds desires and the fears, she holds inside To the breaking of her defenses, releasing emotional tides Of happiness and elation at the beauty of it all Even forcing me to level, my emotional wall Still I always sense destruction, just off the new horizon Like two, unsteady chemicals, exploding from within Yet I cannot step away from the bursting of my heart But to spend time with her, I would risk being blown apart.
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Jan 22, 2014
Jan 22, 2014 at 12:02 PM UTC
Pandered Passion
The noble may be naughty, when the moon is shown intensely For a woman is like life, and I crave her soul immensely Longing to be captivated by visionary delights For her to be my tender reveries on ever restless nights Imagining ****** moments with her until they disappear Thoughts of looking into her eyes wishing she were near Exploring her minds desires and the fears, she holds inside To the breaking of her defenses, releasing emotional tides Of happiness and elation at the beauty of it all Even forcing me to level, my emotional wall Still I always sense destruction, just off the new horizon Like two, unsteady chemicals, exploding from within Yet I cannot step away from the bursting of my heart But to spend time with her, I would risk being blown apart.
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Jan 22, 2014
Jan 22, 2014 at 12:02 PM UTC
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