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The Virgin

Vague notions Sliding, soothing, softly touching Tempting, teasing, abrupt emotions A wide eyed woman in the distance Left behind for the new and extreme A trembling man behind her Watching and hoping for the serene Coming together, it seems This is what they waited for All along hoping for the passion alone Moaning softly, exploring fingertips Gentle trembling fingers hovering Hesitantly, they touch Explosions of sensations Unexplored devotions Quickly roving faster A need that consumes them A clashing of wills No longer two, not quite alone He whispers sweet notions She moans her emotions Sliding, feeling, grabbing, twisting The blood drips between them She trembles still He wraps her in his whispers of forever Vague notions no longer Wrapped in the emotions of the other Lost in the extreme The serene This is forever
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May 5, 2011
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