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My Tenderness

Romance is murder with tenderness ,I touch your lips with a gental kiss. I hold you close ,I arouse your fear I'm loving you ,you keep me near . you use me I'm useing you .Whats the liveing suppose to do ? A fleeting thought a drying tear . Lets rewind I am your fear ,my jaws slam down the blood it sprays , I'll murder you then count the ways , I hold you close in my dispare , I came back for you but you were'nt there............................ James Stevenson...................................................

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Date: 3/8/2010 2:11:00 PM
Original kind of tenderness..reading between the lines its very deep..excellent James..Charma
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Date: 2/26/2009 11:22:00 PM
James, "murder with tenderness" is a unique way to define romance. This is a truly phenomenal poem, both frightening and passionate at the same time! Into my favorites you go. And I appreciate your sentiments on "Robbing the Dead." My Dad died last month, and it's a true story. Nothing like kicking mourners when they're down, eh? Carolyn
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