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July 15, 2012 at 1:00 PM

How does one touch without a physical caress How does the mind long for that which is felt through the motions of words How the heart races, the lips smile whenyour love is felt Yet,to yearn for a taste, one sweet taste to feel the pleasure of flesh against flesh to see the passion burn one another alive, to consume us entirely. The line drawn in the dirt, it screams out to be crossed tormenting it’s lovers, testing their will, their strength .MB.

How does one touch without a physical caress

How does the mind long for that which is felt
through the motions of words

How the heart races, the lips smile when
your love is felt

Yet,to yearn for a taste, one sweet taste
to feel the pleasure of flesh against flesh
to see the passion burn one another alive,
to consume us entirely.

The line drawn in the dirt, it screams
out to be crossed tormenting it’s lovers,
testing their will, their strength

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(Source: will100)

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