Remember
By Windsong
Warm fingers touching, exploring, remembering shapes and forms, warmth of the other ~*~ Hands holding, eyes looking into eyes, memories of other times dawning on you knowing you made love before, ...familiar scent... ~*~ Flames of passion engulfing warm bodies moving like the waves at sea, deep breathing, drinking from your presence ~*~ Two hearts beating as one We're holding tight, two souls becoming one ...as I whisper your name Written April 22nd, 2001 © on Sep 06 2002 07:53 PM PST 0 • 16
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"Warm fingers ..."