The End
By slinkygirl81
Sat, 27 Feb 2016
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And so we shared
Dreams that were once talked about
With intertwined fingers amidst the heady scent of lust
Your eyes that sparkled with each passing moment,
A smile playing on your lips as you spoke
Of fantasy, a myriad of longing in your words,
And that look of hope that embellished your beautiful face.
All too soon you left , and now I am here with nothing more
Than the echoes of your breath tracing poetry over my skin
A memory of the time we shared
And your face painted on my heart
The End
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a whistful (and lustful)
a whistful (and lustful) passing
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