By Alphonse DiMino
Submitted by ardimino
Date: 2004 Nov 26
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Whirlwind

Words are not enough to speak my true thoughts,
Only my actions, only my touch.
You've made my mind reel
like a projector that runs out of film.
I find it hard to breathe,
and its your breath I want to feel.
I'm suffocated by your words,
I'm lost in my thoughts.
You've consumed me.
A bubble of pleasure,
Surrounded by sweet nothingness.
My mind is spinning,
Dizzy out of control.
Your eyes burned into my soul