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By sapphyres_serenade Date: 2008 Dec 18 Comment on this Work [[2008.12.18.08.38.29150]] |
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A warm breeze begging you outside on a sunny summer day. A pile of warm blankets and a good book on a rainy day. A woodstove in the depths of winter. A blanket of flowers in early spring. All begging you to bask in them. Begging, clawing, crawling, craving, yearning, All of these are what I am for you. Desire for you floods through my veins, spreading an out of control blaze too strong to be extinguished. Like pouring gasoline onto a four alarm fire, Night burns, skin crawling, Tingling, aching for your touch. Sweet sounds like a harp right in tune The sound of your voice fills my head, makes my body desire, ache. Withdrawl too strong to survive. I crave ever more of you. You are my drug of choice, and I. Am. An. Addict. |