yknotforme 46F
76 posts
6/14/2005 8:38 am

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm


A blindfold of black silk across your closed eyes.

I speak softly to you as if to reassure.

My hand touches yours and I lift it to the satin of my lips.

I smile.

You smell and feel of all things wonderful.

Your bottom lilp quivers slightly before you nervously bite it.

You hold back thoughts I long to read.

I place my hands on your skin.

Warm like fire, yet unfamiliar as your dark journey continues.

Just as you dreamed on nights, desire unfilled.

Your breath quickens as I touch.

You moan as my tongue traces every inch of your skin.

It is fitting I am in black on this fateful night.

NeoDemiGod 61M

6/14/2005 11:23 am

In the darkness, images

Fleeting shapes of memories

Each sound brings one

Each smell brings another

Each touch yes one more

Familiar unrelated images

They transform

In the darkness, vision

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