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Open Ended In Love

By poetessdreams

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Window of love I spread my bruised untamed heart I encircle the arch of your arm as you lift the flute to your mouth you smile as your masculine cold hands, embrace the curve of my body your forehead brushes mine extending your lips and I am so in love with you that it burns the crevices of my heart and when you touch me electricity from the tips of your fingers flowing to the left of my shoulder increases in speed to the corner of my tongue and this is love,baby L-O-V-E, here is your red carpet moving upward to in between the sheets you and I this is marriage why does it hurt like this, as you uncover all the pain buried under bushes hide under dirt in the treasure beneath my Chasity belt which is secured with lock and key I suppose I will learn to play the role as your love slave, right? Written November 22nd, 2001 © on Nov 22 2001 02:11 PM PST   0 • 8

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