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I have no remnants; no tangible memory of a love I once knew: You. Just the photos that used to grace my room's walls; all your texts and writing dele..
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In the midst of darkness a flame burns.
Deep, red walls cradling me in warmth and security; liken to my thoughts of you.
I lay still; heart beat..
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After you left, I went to my bedroom and stood at the doorway, looking around…for you. I then went into the bathroom…seeking some kind o..
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At first glance; at first touch; at first taste, improbability stood at the thought of such a connection. I thought of air as being aloof, intangible,..
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Walking out, as the cold wind blows; still feeling your warmth, down my spine to my toes; who knows; I choose, to engage in cancelled plans; never k..
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I breathe you, sleep you, eat you;
Constantly robbing my daydreams…visions of you clouding my mind; your scent, lingering, even in the darkest..
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Her soul, conversing with mine; Im sweating, can barely breathe from the burn of my desires for her. Slowly sliding down stockings from her satin legs..
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Lyrical Prose
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...more like lyrical prose.
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2003
Forever and a day,
You make me feel this way,
A burning in my soul,
A love I can’t control,
From the day we first met,
On you my ..
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