SENSATIONS

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    SENSATIONS

    I stare at your picture and trace your lips with my finger.
    The room is filled with the steady beat of my heart as I close my eyes and feel you.
    I take a slow deep breath and draw you into me.
    A smile kisses my lips and a hot sweet rush floods my body.
    It's love of a special kind...........set in motion by our desires and felt by the universe.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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