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By Max-Rom Date: 2001 Aug 26 Comment on this Work [[2001.08.26.21.52.12532]] |
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Shaking within, Yet the surface remains statuesque These heart-felt convulsions never resolving to bypass minimal proportions. Lifting their faces, Their eyes meet simultaneously. Without words, A page in passion is written. Their lips brushing past each other, they tingle over the heat exchanged. Could we fall off the edge of love? Each heartbeat buzzing with wonderment. The butterflies escape... The magic of it all beckons to them. Casting the most devious of spells... Leaning over something entirely too mysterious I've already fallen for you. Copyright 2001, Joseph Allen Hardy |