Saturday, February 19, 2005

Stolen..

Time flies..
No time to discuss.
Place and time, whenever, wherever.
Wanna be wherever you are.
Place small lovely kisses,
that precede the obvious.
Passion, fire, intensity.
The flame rises and consumes us both.
Your lips make me smolder.
My hands rush, my fingers roam.
Small, secret place.
Time flies.
It's never enough.
Want to stop time.
Who am I to demand all of yours?
I don't deserve it.
But these moments, stolen
make me wish that I did...

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