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Post by Queen of Rain on May 30, 2005 0:54:21 GMT -8
In short skirt and high-heels I walked
Through town to your room
I just walked in to be embraced
That last time
Your warm body gave life
Waves kept hitting us
Breathe
We reached for heaven
Apples of sin
Sweet, hungry, wordless
Left us breathless, speechless
Oh, If this was wrong, honey
If this was wrong
I do not desire
Ever being right
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Post by Confusion on May 30, 2005 1:25:53 GMT -8
whooooooooo!!!!! provocative much! lol
Very good poem!! perhaps you could extend it slightly by going more into the emotions of this lustfulness? only a suggestion though, it's very good how it is!
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Post by Queen of Rain on May 30, 2005 23:39:16 GMT -8
yea it is a little bit empty i wud say, ill jsut have to wait for a moment when i understand the feelings i had when i wrote this poem..
thnx for ur comment..
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Post by Confusion on May 31, 2005 6:18:00 GMT -8
welcome! look forward to seeing it, im sure it'l be great!
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