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fine, dusty pleasure
cut up into perfect little lines
i find, that the taste is not so sweet
so i digress into a little smoke
and soon my visions are
blurred into this reality

and somehow
we make our way
to your bed

where it seems we
play with each other body
all night.

you breasts feel alive
and i slip inside you
for what...
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alaina:
lucky lady
nitika:
mmm, if i could get just one of sexy poem like this in my lifetime i would be so greatful, I hope she is greatful, to have such a passionate person in her life.
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...Hands...

Soft like petals soaked in water
After the storm!
Those delicate fingers slide across
My skin, healing my wounds of love -
Love I feel I can not longer bear
My tears of salt burn these eyes
Blinding me -
But I can still feel your healing
Those silken gifts of ecstasy
Flow like water over my body
You read me, like a book...
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viking:
I like how it sounds, the rhythm is good also
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fire tongue burns my thoughts
as i speak the untruth
my heart crumbles
my soul fades into the wax
of my illuminating light and
soon
i am solidified and imprisoned
under the oath
under my own mortal
words
i am not OZYMANDIAS
hear me speak ye
mighty
What i say here will echo
and mean the same today
as in a millennium - and soon...
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today i cut myself
and blood dripped
i would rather bleed
than remember you

you who i gave my heart
and you stole my soul

you who i made love too
but you fucked another in your mind

and soon your fantasy became
so real - i become the illusion

today i cut myself
so that the memory of
you flushes out with my blood...
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My tongue speaks
in words i can not know yet
because i dont face the truth!

i am still look for it.

i looked under my bed once
but it was not there

in the dark i would
brake open my closet
but still saw nothing

i once believed it to be in
my old brown leather wallet

but only two pennies
and a two...
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alaina:
you look familiar.

food for thought ay???
cool beans
lizaeth:
So glad to see you a pic up and you are journaling. I love to learn about new people. wink
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To my Friend Dani Erin:

I read your words and like
Solomon's sword they cut through me
with bitter truth - that lay above
the lies i often tell.

I read your words and knew you
were like me - only more brave
you could write words that
my mind has left in some shadowy
place - i call forgotten.

i read your words and...
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