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Feb 26, 2009
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Midnight
In the steel blue light
fingers trace the spine
Defining the sharp arch
of blade with ease
Down atop the peaked
bottom you stoke lightly
Slightly enough to bump
and smooth goosed skin
Finding the sides curved
arcane and profound
You mimic with your lips
That deep bow flashing
Over now and only more
crests and dells conquered
It's like being in someone else’s
acid trip when you kiss me
Drunk on words and passion
and still, silently this prayer
is composed by subtle hands
Trapped inside your touch
— theladyblue, Feb 26, 2009
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Conect11
17 years 3 months ago
I like the idea of using
theladyblue
17 years 3 months ago
you know that was my title...
LissaMine
17 years 3 months ago
The power of a kiss
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