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By gardenpoet Date: 2003 Sep 28 Comment on this Work [[2003.09.28.08.19.5741]] |
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I thought I was going to carry you to the bedroom. Up the stairs, kissing your neck the whole way. I thought I was going to smother your face, your eyes, your cheeks, and your lips with my lips. I envisioned it for some time before dinner. I thought I was going to unpeel you. The slow uncovering was part of the image. I thought I was going to... But you said, "No, this is what I want...". And the night turned out better than perfect. |