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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Memory of You
[time] => 2008-04-16 04:41:06
[hometext] => Love is an ability.
[bodytext] => I looked into your eyes and saw my heart, From the very start I knew in order to have you I had to be smart. I walked up to you and finally found the courage to speak, But the feeling that I was in too deep caused my knees to get weak. Yet and still I exposed my soul to you in hopes that you would return the favor, You took me by the hand and man I have to confess your caramel brown skin is my favorite flavor. Candles burned as I yearned to explore more and more of your silhouette, And I discovered that traveling to one destination had me more excited to get to the next, I went from your head to your feet and decided I had to revisit your waist, Your moans were music to my ears and I couldn’t help but get a second taste. I touched every piece of land that I could and then I buried myself deep inside, And you buckled yourself against my body preparing for one hell of a night. We went as far as we could go and then you collapsed by my side, Insecurities were born as I thought about the possibility of you not being in my life. Even though we were finished I still had your sweet kiss burning on my lips, I wrapped my hands around your hips and as you came nearer to me my heart skipped. And then the moon fell from the sky and I asked myself why did the stars begin to dim too, To my surprise I awaken to realize that I spent all that time making love to only the memory of you. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 22 [informant] => nocturnal05 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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