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...weak and wanting...
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...weak and wanting... |
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one voice Junior Member
since 1999-06-29
Posts 38Billings, MT USA |
I remember seeing him and feeling weak and wanting. He walked across the room and his mere movements put me in awe. And he spoke to me- his voice so low and dusky I didn't know whether to weep or cross my legs... So I slipped on his voice just like a mink coat. He kissed me so softly... I forgot where I was; I felt dizzy; I was floating. He stared in to my eyes as I stared into his, and I took it all in: the new born eyes that bypass every color in hazel, the square jaw, the dark brows, the steady chin... Two worlds collided that wonderful evening. I fell in love with him just from the exciting energy born from his gentle touch... and I still love him dearly... Secretly, I wrap his love around me like a feather boa. |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Beautifully romantic. I love every word. |
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Krystal Member
since 1999-06-19
Posts 140Shelton,WA USA |
Oh wow!! This one really got to me. I loved every word, too, like Balladeer commented. I especially liked... "So I slipped on his voice Just like a mink coat..." and "Secretly, I wrap his love around me like a feather boa." Wonderful images, wearing someone's love!! I loved it. Keep posting...you are very talented. ------------------ Shannon D. Montgomery ("Krystal") |
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