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your electric touch
I lay in your bed, in a state of undress
I wait for you to take off the rest,
My heart beats faster, pulse throbbing with desire,
I'm shy and nervous, my body's on fire,
With passion in my blood,
I see red forget the world,
It all falls away, even the sky the earth,
All that remains is your electric touch,
Soft as a feather a kiss upon my lips,
A kiss upon my sole, awake...
Monday 2nd November 2015 8:55 pm
You are my desire
Touching your skin feels so intense
Leaves my breath hanging in suspense
Eyes sparkling with a fiery delight
Within me the love does ignite
Thinking about us each and every day
Jenny is so beautiful in every way
Truly she is a wonderful lady
This I know and I don’t mean maybe
With those beautiful lips of desire
My heart races like wildfire
Attraction burning...
Tuesday 14th July 2015 5:13 pm
The one that got away
Thinking about her everyday
If she knew what would she say
Beautiful memories will remain
A past that is without stain
Remember the times we had together
They will always be my secret treasure
Under the darkness of daylight
You and I always felt right
The excitement I lived was real
Don’t know if my heart can heal
I know that time moves on
From yesterday ...
Tuesday 14th July 2015 4:46 pm
Sense of destiny
The touching of skin can be intense
Left me hanging in suspense
Eyes sparkling with a fiery delight
Within me the desire does ignite
Thoughts of passion and romance
Skin tingling with the possible chance
Bodies together like scones and cream
Let it all lead to a living dream
With those magnetic lips of sapphire
Contact would feel like wildfire
Burning deep w...
Tuesday 14th July 2015 4:29 pm
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Humanity She is bound. Held down by the hands of many, all exclaiming innocence whilst the gagged girl lies fragile fallen flawless, in all but reputation. Meaty hands grope her broken body, caving into primitive desire that destroys virgin innocence, peace defunct.
Sunday 24th May 2015 6:33 pm
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