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The satire we call love
Contributed by
Baburu
on
Sunday, 22nd August 2004 @ 09:38:33 AM in AEST
Topic:
LoveorRomantic
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Draw closer to me
I am that which you want
Your flesh and mine are to unite this night
I already know of this lust you have
So fear me not, I am what I am
I could never harm a splendor as stunning as you
You cause every breath to be absent
My god! You are more than I dreamt
Why have I fallen for you?
I guess this was just meant to be
The one I once detested is the one I now adore
So draw yourself closer, for tonight we make love
Copyright ©
Baburu
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2004-08-22 09:38:33]
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Re: Re: The satire we call love
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Monday, 23rd August 2004 @ 04:41:57 PM AEST
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Interesting take. I like your exclamations and the overall language here is very nice to read.
Well done & keep writing premium stuff. |
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