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Sep 2014
I let you undress my heart,
And let you ****** the softness,
I loved when your fingers snaked around every curve,
Your control and passion;
Kept me buried underneath,
Your beating heart sang with mine,
A fragile melancholy of sounds,
I had the love of a creator;
Your entire essence,
Was ******* of the soul and body.
You waited until my body stopped shaking, and bells were ringing.
Written by
Skye  Houghton, Michigan
(Houghton, Michigan)   
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