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symtoms
Contributed by
cece
on
Friday, 14th March 2003 @ 05:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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As he passes, I smell his fragrance It sends chills through me.
As he moistens his lips with his tongue, my mouth and lips are openly hung.If only those lips could explore my curves, kneck and back.I would turn my whole house into our hot, steamy secluded love shack.
Waves of hot flashes, intervals of aching,my nights are long.Is it healthy to lust?Is it wrong?
Do doctors perscibe something for these symtoms?If so,hurry up quick I need something strong.
Imagination running tossing and turning
Feeling sleepless,frustrated and unsatified
I need better circumstances to increase my chances to make more desprite advances
Dam why come he couldn't be mine.
Copyright ©
cece
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2003-03-14 17:40:00] (Date/Time posted on
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