April 16, 2009 (a)

May 25, 2009
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The feeling I gain
When you grab my hand
And push your fingers through mine
Both clasping one another
Wearisome to ever let go

The soft turn of my neck
So that my face meets yours
With your hand behind my head
Entangling yourself on my hair
Willing me closer and closer

Lips brush my skin
Gentle at first
Meeting my lips, moving them
Gracing the bridge of my nose
The looseness of my eyelids

Anxious tongues part lips
In search of taste
The craved seduction
Stomachs drop in heaven
A short release from suckling yours

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ShernayB. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jan. 9, 2010 at 6:38 am
Speechless....but......i loooooooooooooooooove it.
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