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*This bed seems so huge,                                  so wide                              and yet here we lay                                like  we're                 oceans away                           in the Mediterranean*         *spaced-out from each other,                  your so far from me.*                             *We're spent,                                   in deliberate denial,                                                  unfinished or satisfied                                                             without words,                         without understanding,*                                    *we hold onto our lacerated heart's,                                           giving in  the only way known                      carnally,unabated & undoubted* *least in the carnal way.                               I crave the unknown, to be explored like never before,*                                         *to be made whole                                              and touched within my soul,                                         where my body ignites                          from the inside out.*                                                     *I'd like to know                                     what it'd feel like to be*                                                              consumed                                                                         *by  "Love's"                                                                                     * lustful ******                                                                  *more than the                                                   heat of passion,*                                  *in such a way                                which leaves me quaking,                                                shaking, quivering                                          and yearning for more.*                           *Once we've spent our      feverish attempts              on last-night's seductions, under a moonlit sky,*                                 *I'm left inexorable,                                        as my body spasms,                                                                  longing for more than                                     what the flesh attempts to give.*                                             *I'll argue against the pejorative                                illusions of our love making,                          which deludes my mind*                                              to believe this is what                                                *it means to have                                   "Love's" acceptance*                           *without the actuality's                                  of loving me....*            *We were intoxicated-                                with wonderment                                                   as we explored                                          one another,*                                                  *yet "Love's"                                    *touch nor "Love's"               *inspirational caresses                                  & soulful idealization's                                              were present.*                       *It never enter that room,                                             sedately I felt a                            magnificent release,*                                              * yet I'm still longing for                       "Love's" fulfillment*                           *and for you to concur                                          my deepest emotions,                               as you'll ****** deeply                                              within my velveteen walls.*                                   * I'll moan,                             crying out for what's*                                              *about to come                          and for that                      moment we'll be one.*                          *But only within                 that moment       because you*              *know as well         as I do*               *that "Love's"                        making such*             *a Fool of me!*                   * Always Me Ayeshah ™ ®*                 K.A.C.L.N ©                  All right reserved ®                    Copyright 1977 - Present ©
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Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 1:24 PM UTC
Love's Fool!
*This bed seems so huge,                                  so wide                              and yet here we lay                                like  we're                 oceans away                           in the Mediterranean*         *spaced-out from each other,                  your so far from me.*                             *We're spent,                                   in deliberate denial,                                                  unfinished or satisfied                                                             without words,                         without understanding,*                                    *we hold onto our lacerated heart's,                                           giving in  the only way known                      carnally,unabated & undoubted* *least in the carnal way.                               I crave the unknown, to be explored like never before,*                                         *to be made whole                                              and touched within my soul,                                         where my body ignites                          from the inside out.*                                                     *I'd like to know                                     what it'd feel like to be*                                                              consumed                                                                         *by  "Love's"                                                                                     * lustful ******                                                                  *more than the                                                   heat of passion,*                                  *in such a way                                which leaves me quaking,                                                shaking, quivering                                          and yearning for more.*                           *Once we've spent our      feverish attempts              on last-night's seductions, under a moonlit sky,*                                 *I'm left inexorable,                                        as my body spasms,                                                                  longing for more than                                     what the flesh attempts to give.*                                             *I'll argue against the pejorative                                illusions of our love making,                          which deludes my mind*                                              to believe this is what                                                *it means to have                                   "Love's" acceptance*                           *without the actuality's                                  of loving me....*            *We were intoxicated-                                with wonderment                                                   as we explored                                          one another,*                                                  *yet "Love's"                                    *touch nor "Love's"               *inspirational caresses                                  & soulful idealization's                                              were present.*                       *It never enter that room,                                             sedately I felt a                            magnificent release,*                                              * yet I'm still longing for                       "Love's" fulfillment*                           *and for you to concur                                          my deepest emotions,                               as you'll ****** deeply                                              within my velveteen walls.*                                   * I'll moan,                             crying out for what's*                                              *about to come                          and for that                      moment we'll be one.*                          *But only within                 that moment       because you*              *know as well         as I do*               *that "Love's"                        making such*             *a Fool of me!*                   * Always Me Ayeshah ™ ®*                 K.A.C.L.N ©                  All right reserved ®                    Copyright 1977 - Present ©
IDK if this 1 will make sense or not but I wrote my feelings&thoughts;, so please be gentle-- my family&friends; and thanks for reading!
Ayeshah
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F/American
Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 1:24 PM UTC
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