-My Senses-

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    • The greatest mistake you can make in life is to be continually fearing you will make one...

    -My Senses-

    The smell of your bare skin in the morning...
    The sound of your heart rhythmically beating...
    The taste of your kiss on my lips...
    The feeling of your hands tracing a line up my body...
    The site of your chest rising and falling with each heavy breath...

    I am 100% consumed with you while your consuming me.
    Everything;
    Every motion, every scratch, every taste, every scream.
    You've got me right where you want me;
    Face in the pillow and hair pulled back.
    Arms above my head, hand lightly on my throat.
    You take me...

    You take advantage of me in the best way possible.
    You leave me beyond satisfied, but still wanting more.

    I can't wait till the next time you walk through my door...

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    stellar commented on -My Senses-

    10-02-2009

    very beautiful...i am deeply moved...the erotism sealed into cool and witty words made this outstanding...wow...i can feel it...wow..^_^ v
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    spbsdude commented on -My Senses-

    09-29-2009

    Bravo, your words aptly portray that early morning love making. Not too much is revealed, just enough to show the love between you and your partner. It reminds me of some of my own writing on the same subject.
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    Chaos128 commented on -My Senses-

    09-24-2009

    Ha ha… The temperature in here just went up fifty degrees even though I got the AC at full blast. You sure know how to light a fire, Mami (and it ain’t the kind of fire you learn about in the Girl Scouts, either). Next time leave some directions about putting it out ha ha. Great work… as always!
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    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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