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I dare the set path
where fate scurries across the wide brocade that gathers upon the sequence of the night Soft the warm texture bears, and comforts as I lay my thoughts to drift, to swim Those warm waters of your heart. Where each word you speak floats like a tender lullaby upon my mind holds me upon its vibrations, lays me soft to sleep in the warmth, that harmonizing lilt of sound that your love so speaks across to me, Holding my gaze upon your form. Its the kisses that excite, fill my wants that every desire sprinkles itself back upon you like a waterfall of intense emotions, flowing faster than at times the mind can handle than the heart can fully grasp Flooding upon the planes of our existence. We speak the little tones that ravish our forms every delicate bite of teeth against flesh the teasing might that fills and consumes till hovering within ourselves, we echo each others cry Falling upon the lavender sheet of bliss. Love, this wild beguiling creature that surges deep within our bones rides our thoughts and emotions calling upon those phontom'd desires the anguished tones that dribble between The seduction of the flesh. I look at the perfection within blue eyes dare to want more, even when all is spent that need to gather you tight and close to comfort your sleeping form And know each moment real. Alisdaire O'Caoimph
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