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How may I tell you that I think you are absolutely beautiful? How do I explain to you that your strength is apparent to me despite what you might think? How can I tell you that I respect your passionate fury and the ripples it sends through your body like the peal of a church bell? I fantasize about your milk and ink skin even when there's yards of it stretched next to me. I could stare at your for hours shuffling around your apartment naked picking up the laundry, cooking dinner, or practici...

When I close my eyes waves of her thighs go breaking across the long corridor of dreams beginning. Taunts are as places I may no longer feel. Under my hands I used to practice playing her body like my concerto expertly; precise rises and falls. Now that has gone to another with no knowledge of the way she speaks through her hips, asks with the bend of her knees, the way she begs you with her backbone, with a soft whisper of suggestion from her lips “Play me, play me, play me…”. This torture o...

my breath caught in my throat as i stared at him through the glass watching the way his sly grin drew agross his lips capturing the way he watched every nervous tilt of her head i started to forget to inhale remembering those green eyes with their yellow flecks and the way his lips felt against mine a time when the most innocent of kisses could call forth the purest passion from my heart watching him woo her, seduce her, entrance her give her cup after cup of sugar and amazing i felt every ne...

the youthful enthusiam i would once give a kiss in the parking lot a sly glance down the hallway a chance to brush against your soft cotton shirt seems to have fallen away in time seems to have been replaced by the jaded want to have you press your naked length against mine to have you gone by the morning to never have to think about who i'm doing or why. your eyes would have once owned my dreams i would've swam in them for days i would've climbed your knees and hips just to be tall enough to...

my car is empty... my bank is empty... i can't help feeling like this is the end. i would be crying but, i don't like crying alone. if one more thing goes wrong i swear i won't live to see another tomorrow. i can't help but feel like the world is turning i'm standing still i can't keep helping myself plod along. i know i've failed you i know i'm not the one you want now i don't know who 'you' are but this isn't the me i'd like to present. i'm trying, i swear i'm trying but it's the not doing ...