The Marches of Summer  

BustLuster69 61M
30 posts
7/20/2005 9:31 am

Last Read:
3/5/2006 9:27 pm

The Marches of Summer

When the heat and air become so close that sweating no longer helps

When each breathe comes with effort

When the slightest of movement in the air makes you pause in the hopes for just a bit more breeze

When every effort can add labor to your breath

When your body is soaked and your mouth feels of cotton

If you have felt these feelings
Then you begin to know the sensations of my body as we become as one


DukeAbbaddon 41M
280 posts
7/22/2005 12:11 pm

Nice Land Shapes but what about the mo mans land ? at the bottom ... its sad

Hope Lives in the morbid ... khali offers hope !


2toohot4you2 62M/60F

8/12/2005 6:53 pm

You paint a vivid picture. Your words are very compelling. Thank you.


SilverDawning 54F
28 posts
8/16/2005 11:02 pm

~ wordlessly relishing in the moment of such an intense and profound merging having indeed felt these amazing things ~


BustLuster69 61M

12/21/2005 6:08 pm

Thank you, eyes.


israelit2003 62F
70 posts
2/5/2006 9:52 pm

"you are the sun I am the moon
you are the words I am the tune
play me"

Finding a good man is like nailing jello to a tree.


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