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By sassy Date: 2005 Dec 01 Comment on this Work [[2005.12.01.10.13.9723]] |
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There are desperate hours of need, when I cling to you long after the tide of passion has washed over us I will not let you go. Your weight anchors me your hair damp with sweat curtains me from the world my senses are sated by your scent your touch, your eyes, your voice. I want you to be my universe I want there to be nothing to come between us, I don't want to live outside the circle of your arms, it's painful to breathe out there. Just stay here and hold me until the desperate hours pass. |