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By Angieubaldo Date: 2003 Nov 04 Comment on this Work [[2003.11.04.05.30.7046]] |
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I fantasize about the way he will kiss me. Sit me down, brush my hair aside, then take of my clothes, gently, unwrap me like a present, for him, and him alone. Then he will kiss me. Those lips. Those lips make me melt. Fall into a puddle on the floor. His hands will explore my body, going where many men have gone before. But this time. This time it will mean something. He will find something no man has ever found before. My heart. Our hearts will beat as one, we will be one being, complete, in this very incomplete, fucked up world. |