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To feel your heart beat pumping fast, And to hear your quick, sharp breathing, all beacuse of me, is something truly quite powerful. To gently and softly kiss your neck, and to bite down on your earlobe, sets a passion free, Which really is quite magical. A French kiss, I usually deteste, Something I find quite disgusting, You've won me over, Congratulations on your success. A bed shared with barely any space, Trying hard not to fall off the side, Duvet disappeared, on the floor, not needed any more. Arms wrapped around one another, Hand holding hand - entwined, It felt like a dream, to be with you that night, A wonderful, glorious dream.
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Jun 18, 2011
Jun 18, 2011 at 3:50 AM UTC
A Reality of Dreams
To feel your heart beat pumping fast, And to hear your quick, sharp breathing, all beacuse of me, is something truly quite powerful. To gently and softly kiss your neck, and to bite down on your earlobe, sets a passion free, Which really is quite magical. A French kiss, I usually deteste, Something I find quite disgusting, You've won me over, Congratulations on your success. A bed shared with barely any space, Trying hard not to fall off the side, Duvet disappeared, on the floor, not needed any more. Arms wrapped around one another, Hand holding hand - entwined, It felt like a dream, to be with you that night, A wonderful, glorious dream.
alice-penny
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Jun 18, 2011
Jun 18, 2011 at 3:50 AM UTC
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