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By briana kassia Date: 2006 Apr 17 Comment on this Work [[2006.04.17.15.47.23815]] |
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I wish I could send you a present a necklace or a ring we could share two chains across the miles and worn with smiles and lost and aching so simple the cold metal isn't you your scent trapped in a shirt (that bastard Mickey Mouse) that he closes in around my breasts he feels the tightening of my nipples as I think about you cool grey cloth in place of the warmth of your hands the fire and worship of your lips your kiss coloured in shades of love and longing as our bodies reach out across the miles, songs, laughs, tears shared when the ache gets too strong or I see a lie where only the truth shines out from you "Yours, all yours, your man..." my man but not not here nor am I there and the pain wracks me so sharp so dark such a soul deep ache of need our hearts know the truth that at the end of this road is another where our paths move together rolling away together together together |