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The night holds secrets of hidden longing Flamed circling desire til the break of day Agony of conscious denial whispering Wordless tales of thoughts coming to play Depth bearing are the quicksands of lust Arcadian sinking of silenced urges Yearning of ferocious recurrent thrusts Quick wave of desire submerges Trembling, aching fingers, dried lips Sentient drift with every passion Hand craving the tender capture of hips Fossilized moment of flowing emotion Yet a barren field of frozen reflection Forbidden path we like to borrow Sweet devilish temptation Filled with ecstacy but sorrow...
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Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 5:59 PM UTC
Secrets
The night holds secrets of hidden longing Flamed circling desire til the break of day Agony of conscious denial whispering Wordless tales of thoughts coming to play Depth bearing are the quicksands of lust Arcadian sinking of silenced urges Yearning of ferocious recurrent thrusts Quick wave of desire submerges Trembling, aching fingers, dried lips Sentient drift with every passion Hand craving the tender capture of hips Fossilized moment of flowing emotion Yet a barren field of frozen reflection Forbidden path we like to borrow Sweet devilish temptation Filled with ecstacy but sorrow...
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Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 5:59 PM UTC
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