romance

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    • dirtysouth
    • is enjoying life and gets his insperation from his kids and his loving wife

    romance

    As you look up at the stars
    wondering where you are
    your legs start to tremble
    as you start to feel the
    passion burning deep
    inside as you take me
    on the wildest ride
    the heat is so hot as
    the wind starts to blow
    you start to moan as i
    kiss you up and down
    feeling you tender
    skin as you lick
    your lips you start
    to tremble until
    you collapse
    dedicated to my wife
    leena collins

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    dirtysouth’s Poems (38)

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    wind 0
    sorrow and pain 0
    hatred 1
    my homegirl 0
    passion of fire 0
    taste of your body 1
    romance of love 0
    Trying to fine your love 0
    when we first met 0
    longing for your touch 0
    my family 0
    broken heart 0
    strong love -1
    lust 2
    Angel 0
    The Love We Share 0
    Freinds 0
    The Way You Are 0
    The Love of my Life 0
    Lonely 0
    Our Passion on Fire 0
    Walls of Pain 0
    Incarcerated 0
    Love 0
    Pain 0
    Timing is Ticking Away 0
    Depression of Love 1
    fantasy 0
    cold heart 1
    lost love 0
    romance 0
    lost and confused 0
    what women want 1
    my kids 0
    finding the one u love 1
    desire to love 1
    love and pain 0
    moonlight love 1