Lust

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By Invisible Poet •

the touch of your lips your breath rapidly drawn my hands gracefully touch your hips loving you until the dawn the love in your eyes my thoughts of you ever increasing and my ultimate demise when i found you were just teasing the shape of your lips your breath coming hot with anger and as my heart rips you treat me as if i were a stranger the hate in your eyes your thoughts of disgust and now me you despise ohh the irony of lust

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April 1, 2009 14:10Ashley Reneë *Raining Tears*

wow this IS good...you were right i do like this one the best so far