Run your fingers through my hair
Kiss me slowly, without despair
Caress my body gently; from here to there
Finger me passionately, till I gasp for air
Show me the love—
That love you give to her, sweetly
Every night, beneath the Moonlit Night
She's in your arms
But I—
I want you to get; have the best of me...
...Sigh, A Lover's Tragedy—
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Thursday, October 4, 2012
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