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Jan 2013
The thrill when I kiss you
equals the Rush when you touch
Those wandering hands
have returned from lost lands
I wish I could give you what you want

In the arms of my lover,
thoughts of you, I discover,
Excites and Saddens me
I am now that caged bird
my former passions flaring

I am burning alive
010913
Toni Seychelle
Written by
Toni Seychelle  Old Virginia
(Old Virginia)   
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