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By E.G, Submitted by egrieco Date: 2001 Apr 30 Comment on this Work [[2001.04.30.02.10.28967]] |
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Fireballs I try not to think to hard, For life at times seem so ajar, Loneliness creeks into insides When I least expect it to from afar, Feelings of uneasiness, restlessness, Tenderness lacking, wanting a man's Gentle hand to caress my yearning senses A tongue gliding insides my sweet,smelling crevices Kisses of wet smoldering fire, Turning my insides into a bastion of lust, Riding a wave of electric pulses, Exploding into a cosmos of fireballs, Rendering one's soul into heaven! e.g. |