The air is mixed well.
Equal parts longing and desire
A little hope
A little spice
Yes...... A little lust.
The air is tinged with expectations
Broken promises flavor our conversation
As We both
have never
been taken......
There.
And I want you.
Blast off in my spaceship let
Me take you,
To a place in your body you've never been let me
Make you,
See a different spectrum of
Color your never seen,
Let me break you.
Only to rebuild you once again.
Just promise me you can reciprocate.
The act is the only time I can let my feelings
Take over
So dammit, take over.
I want to shudder like a leaf
And st-st-st-stammer when I breath.
I don't want my legs to retain solidity
Turn my knees to Jello
.......
Contact sport.
Go hard or go home.
.......
Blood Sport.
Go IN or no DOME
.....TheGift
Monday, July 5, 2010
Cake
Posted by Chamelli at 6:14 PM
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