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May 2010
I opened my eyes this morning,
The first thing i thought of was you.
And, POW,
Tingling,
Licking my lips,
Slowly,
TRACING DOWNWARD,
Towards that place,
You know,
Our favourite place?,
Pretending my fingers, were yours,
Moaning for you,
My back arching,
Welcoming the coming, tidal wave,
The rush,
Only you can give,
******* *****,
Chanting your name,
My head flies back,
My free hand,
Grasps the satin sheets,
The ones we like,
And, upon me,a glimpse of the paradise,
The utopia that waits for us,  soon......
Almost passing out, i scream your name,
Well, i can't WAIT til tonight!!!
eileen mcgreevy
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eileen mcgreevy
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