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Wednesday, July 28, 2010

You have no. Idea. What you do to me.

When I read you, I breathe you

My Body Shudders as I speak you

I moan as I beseech you

I flee to you

I

I

I

Caress your face with my words

Give you life with my verbs

Play out quick fantasies

I'm not worthy

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.....TheGift

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