By angieubaldo
Date: 2003 Sep 14
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My seeker

The way he kissed me made me want to melt.  He way his lips glided along my neck, I hold me breath until he pulls away, scared if I breathe he will stop, he will leave.  Shivers cover my whole body.  His lips my seeker, they found me, standing in the rain with no umbrella.