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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Gently as I whisper these words. Gently as I say words left unheard. Visions taunt me, sensations feel me. Water drip between me leaving me panting. Catch a kiss softly from the sky. I can't believe my panties are wet tonight. I laugh because its thrilling, got me feeling my inner g, pulsating, pulsating within me. I'm orbiting beyond the moon. Find me, chase me, why don't you just play with me. Four play is actually my way. Four days I'm breathing, transitioning to a new level I'm ascending. New ways of feelings not touched. I can't believe I got a spiritual lust. Grab me close like no other tomorrow. No point in return, no transitions in line. Waiting foolishly, I'm coming, just wait for me. Running hard like there is no end of road. My only hope is stay off in the winds I'll be foolish to let something like you in. Another day, another life, baby I'm fading. Stay with me. I am your sun and you are my moon. I can't stand it, I'm a fool that don't even know you. Coupled up all around me, I got towers and clowns trying to chase me. Your not in sight, only in my eyes. Wait, is that limerance playing in my head. Affections of depth and once again my heart left. Cold and blocked, the games are too much. Fool me once, my boundaries come up. There is no real substance, no value or character. A long canvas covered in mono-color. So many highs yet we are not friends. My thoughts in my head should just be a sin. The foolish dreamer. The lost inbetweener. Chronic shameful ways left me hiding again. Pushing back any temptations. Look at me, I'm just playing. I'm. A big faker. The fantasy went quick in my head, I'm truly glad I wont see you again.
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