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He comes to me softly Like a sweet scent Remembered, yet distant Through dusty thoughts, now slowly unraveling He brings his form Lingering, it engulfs Taking me under his spell Of null. Not a sound does he make Only the distant thunder of his heartbeat, against mine, does come forth. Entwined, together Tightly, tangled into simple artistry Of different color, hues so bright That eyes go blind I savor all, willingly. Oh the feeling's all bring The sweet, sweet, surrender Of never-never land. I arch my form closer His touch, searing through veins of raw Open, upon sheets of blood red Trickling slowly like tears Bare, is the heart Like a shadow broken The moment has arrived And gently I whisper, Yes...... Oh yes....
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Aug 20, 2012
Aug 20, 2012 at 1:21 AM UTC
He comes to me softly
He comes to me softly Like a sweet scent Remembered, yet distant Through dusty thoughts, now slowly unraveling He brings his form Lingering, it engulfs Taking me under his spell Of null. Not a sound does he make Only the distant thunder of his heartbeat, against mine, does come forth. Entwined, together Tightly, tangled into simple artistry Of different color, hues so bright That eyes go blind I savor all, willingly. Oh the feeling's all bring The sweet, sweet, surrender Of never-never land. I arch my form closer His touch, searing through veins of raw Open, upon sheets of blood red Trickling slowly like tears Bare, is the heart Like a shadow broken The moment has arrived And gently I whisper, Yes...... Oh yes....
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Aug 20, 2012
Aug 20, 2012 at 1:21 AM UTC
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