The sway of your hips. The pout on those lips. Those slim fingers.
You are perfect. I saw you. And I wanted you.
Today, I taste the saltiness of your skin. Take in your heavenly fragrance.
Touch you. Feel you. Explore you.
You would have enjoyed it, you know.
If only you hadn’t resisted.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
For the love of a woman
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2 People spoke to me:
this is one of the most powerful pieces of writing i've ever come across.
What can I say. Am at a loss for words, and thats unusual for me.
I am your fan.
creepy confessions these are!
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