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12:34 a.m. :: 2002-11-20 i want you. more deeply and more intensely than the words to a Bob Dylan song of the same name. you're teasing me you play up to my desires and then leave me hanging breathless on a razor's edge pins and needles bed of nails this unconsummated longing, my god, how you make me ache don't be fooled by my seeming single-mindedness, my love, i want the give and take of our hearts and minds every bit as i want to be inside of you, every bit as much as i would like to lay you down and ravish you sure, i let you keep these puppet strings on my heart, but don't mistake it for a lack of will, i've got plenty of that to spare when that moment comes, out of the blue, when i ask you if you surrender and take you accordingly, you will know. when my hands are between your pretty thighs, you will know when our tongues duel back and forth over the borders of our lips and teeth, you will know so much of what i am is still secret to you, my love, but you will know even with the words i speak here, there are still the things that words can't convey, my dear the memory of the taste of your skin as i made my attempt to cover every inch of you with slow kisses, the thrill of the faint tapping of your adorned nipple against the enamel of my teeth. the smell of your sex, warm and inviting as my tongue traced a line from the elastic of your waistband to your bellybutton yes. i know what you prefer over my slow, practiced seductions and i can grant you that which it is you have wished for. we can fuck with abandon and though i am more yours than you are mine, i will take you Did you miss...? |
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