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Post by Hades. on Jun 11, 2007 13:41:39 GMT -5
Here's my poetic failure:
The first time, our lips touched. Caressed the skin, our lips touched. The second time, caressed our lips. Caressed our lips, deep kiss. Lust involved. The third time, tongue involved. A deep fire, burning inside.
After that, deep is involved. Romance touch, romance touch. A deep kiss, A tainting touch, A rise up, a tainted love.
Lust comes now, A lust touch, A lust kiss, A lust love. The middle now, rising up, tainted touch, passion on. Lust was left, Passion replaced, passionate touch, fake love.
Our last kiss, wet in tears, blood covered lips, lust passionate kiss. Bang bang! Our lips are far, far away, from the kiss, from the kiss that we touched, was our last touch, our last kiss, our last love.
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