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By Lorena Submitted by lunaa Date: 2001 Sep 26 Comment on this Work [[2001.09.26.04.49.19551]] |
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Turn the lights down low, Whispered a voice across the room I felt cold running up on my back, Waiting more and more. Standing in the middle of the room, Your bed soft and fleecy, Tentative invitation, dirty desires. I took off my dress, and let it fall down to the floor It saw like flying, dancing smoothly down to my feet Your hand trying to reach me in the darkness, My breath becoming exhausted every minute I'm waiting, I walked around the room, seducing you Raising the fantasy, uncontrolled obsessions, No idea how to tell you how much I want you, Over your body glittering drops of lust, Reflecting the light of the candle, drawing in the ceiling Our encircled silhouettes. I took off my bra and let you play with my breast, Closing my eyes, flying away in my mind. Continuing with my pants, your hand following mine, Discovering my treasure and stealing my conscience. Your body next to me, narraters of the moment we are living, Writing histories in our lives, Making us inseparably forever. |