Fiery passionate intimacy
Whispers in our ears
Soft caresses touch our thoughts
Fool our bodies into reaction
Distance is our wise enemy
Patience is our only hope
Feelings that I shouldn't have
And no one would sympathize
I'm so isolated in my selfish world
The cruel part I must play
To feel alive, to feel whole...
To love you
Writing this was like therapy for me...can you guess what it's about?
2006-08-07
09:31:30
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