wrapped in satin
sex-lust scent
my perfume
kiss wicked desires
on my thighs
~decadent ones
shatter my softness
with stone edges
of you
rhythm of one
you and I
'til dawn comes
Thursday, February 14, 2008
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Coloring my world with adjectives, adverbs and the occasional expletive!
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