Your touch is silk, up and down my arm you move.
The heat pulsating from the tips of your fingures
radiating through my body as if caught by 120.
Why would you have what i have been searching for.
In todays world you are old school and I love you..
2007-08-05
14:38:11
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Anonymous
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Arts & Humanities
➔ Poetry
fingers that is...lol
2007-08-05
14:39:45 ·
update #1
Hey I understand what you are talking about. I like your inturp. on the poem better than mine.
2007-08-06
11:24:10 ·
update #2