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A Man Named Desire...

By Priestess

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A Man Named Desire... For Richard Dunn My Lightening God… Without Desire I am not alive. I have found in my Lover something delicious; the flavor of freedom; a sense of sensuality. My Lightening God; my mighty Warrior; come dance with me, and let us fly. Together we will live this life complete. We cannot die. All will see our destiny; they can't deny. Entwined as one; we'll soar the skies. I'll hold your hammer as you hold my pen. If a name I were to give to you, it would be Desire; for without Desire... I am not alive. S.S.Snapp ~2000~I hope you enjoyed the ramblings of my mind... Written August 1st, 2000 © on Nov 26 2001 05:44 AM PST   0 • 8

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