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Dec 2010
There seems to be no where out of this
Confusing state of mind.
Everywhere I go,
I feel like I've left you behind...
You feel so right to me,
Your beauty makes me blind
To the looming negativities
That are there for me to find...
On and on I wish it could go.
'Til our bodies are pulsating.
Senses racing,
Eyes fixating,
Upon each other...
And then embracing,
Holding tight...
Kiss, lick, kiss, lick;
On and on into the night.
Jessica Woodward
Written by
Jessica Woodward  Bristol
(Bristol)   
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