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By Liz Date: 2002 Sep 06 Comment on this Work [[2002.09.06.16.15.18671]] |
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You came over me like a fever (feels like I've been coming down with you forever) and then finally you were there at my door a wordless kiss you took my hand and spirited me away a blanket, the moon and stars the hot, sweet night that smelled of passion and you like giant tidal waves you and I was your shore ceaseless, relentless pattern as old as time and so much more than right your lips moving at my ear all the right words you said your hands on my face the low groans feral, the intensity of the dance and the wet heat of our bodies in the dusky air I was in heaven I was your angel you were my universe just once. |