Daydream_weaver
Pondering possibilities
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- Apr 12, 2010
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*Lips so soft...kisses so sweet...flesh so warm. My pulse beats out a plea, a whisper of her name. Pale hands cup her face, fingers dance lightly through her hair. I yearn for her, need her body here against mine, crave the taste of her lips...her skin...and I realize just how much I have missed her*