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mia Member
since 1999-07-06
Posts 118 |
I can't breath when he passes his hands on me to keep this moment alive until I melt I return home to his arms I return home to myself oh, to fall into him so softly... so hard to forget myself once more to remember last night when he washed away with the tide drunk on midnight wine dancing in a teardrop slowly becoming him and feeling his love for me |
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doreen peri Member Elite
since 1999-05-25
Posts 3812Virginia |
Very lovely, Mia. I especially like the lines, "drunk on midnight wine/dancing in a teardrop".... wish I wrote that!  dp |
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