taste of her love  

lickyourpassion 44M
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9/20/2005 1:35 am

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

taste of her love

the midnight air grasps my lungs like a fist squeezing a pillow, the breathe I hold escapes and I reach for more, more air, more life, more her.
she is my air.
she is my breath.
she is my life, and I reach for her like gasping for my final breath...


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