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I picked up a crayon
And scribbled a bit
Thisblank piece of paper
Had newpurpose to it
I picked upanother
And scribbled some more
Its m..
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I wonder sometimes
About moments online
Strangers showinglove
Across the miles
His, hers, yours
And mine
I wonder sometimes
Faceless..
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I try to hide, though he finds a way
My admirer said I was bad today.
He’s hiding somewhere, I can feel him near
My heart is racing, I&..
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They run
Gently, softly
Down the back of my neck
....my spine
....my soul
Titillating my every sense
Such engulfing pleasure
Begging to ..
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I feel you near me
Though you are far.
Your spirit has connected
To my very own
Drawing me to you
With such intense force
Yet so softly, so un..
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Spoken word
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Take me to that place
Where everything is exactly as it seems
Where reality is planted in the soil of souls
Where fantasies exist beyond dreams.
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Meet me in the middle,
not at the end,
not in the beginning,
but right atthe bend.
Meet me where the sky
scattered the stars;
where the clou..
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