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Feast
Stillness lingers in the air
darkness waits like a hunter
caught within a gypsy stare
stillness lingers in the air
until there comes a clap of thunder
tension sprung, release the snare
darkness waits like a hunter
Love Me Tender
Fingers trace against the skin
so tender your eyes do speak
my body quivers with our sin
fingers trace against the skin
our physical union is what I seek
held in rapture I whisper "again"
so tender your eyes do speak
2:35 PM - 6/19/2008 -
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