EmbersA Poem by BeanPassion, desire, lustAs for me? I looked at him and felt nothing else. His every movement, the sound of his voice.... made me tremble. When a passion like this gets hold of you it never lets go, never till your last breath. It burns all in you and still flames when there is nothing left to burn © 2008 Bean |
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Added on November 19, 2008 Last Updated on November 19, 2008 AuthorBeanNew westminsterAboutIve been writing for as long as I have been able to hold a coherant thought and a pen at the same time. I have very little mementos from my childhood but I have vivid memorie.. more..Writing
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