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Baby when you touch me of this way, I can feel ascending to same heaven When you are stroking my hair, between your fingers, A flame of passion keep burning inside me Your kisses are my glory, than are taking me To unknown places that only your desire are awakening And finally when we became one, reaching the ecstasies In one last embrace. |
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12/26/2008 6:09 pm |
one last embrace to complete them all one last embrace to join two worlds one last embrace that last till end of time I enjoyed your poem. Thank you for sharing. His Imperial Majesty, The Crowned Prince of Joy, The best, and always right, Jimy
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12/27/2008 1:42 am |
nice one... the most beautiful view is the one I share with you
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12/27/2008 1:21 pm |
Stroking a woman's  will surely arouse the passions within her body like the tidal forces moving steadilly up in a hot organic fire between her legs.
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1/6/2009 4:47 pm |
lit my fire thats for sure
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