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Pleasuring moments run through my mind,
Like a wild fire it spreads.
I feel the pleasure within me now,
It’s getting too hard, I can’t hold back.
This pleasure is overbearing,
It’s far too much.
How do you do this to me?
How do you make me feel this way?
I feel so happy, and unable to stop.
Sitting on the lawn, you grab my hand,
And you smile.
I take your hat, and place it on my head.
“Not now, there are people watching” I say as I laugh.
You smile at me and face the front, watching the people go by.
You turn to face me once more,
You beg and you plead.
“Alright” I say “, but it has to be private”
So behind your arm I place my hand,
Feeling you through your pants.
I feel it pulsating, turning me on,
I can’t help but to continue.
Somebody looks, as I stop,
I take my hand and place it on my lap.
I smile and talk to the person,
Like nothing was happening.
After we finish, we get up and walk away.
Towards our houses we go.
You grab my hand, and place it down below.
As we walk, I feel your girth,
Moving to the sway.
That’s all that I remember, of that certain moment in time.
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Moment in time

Contributed by Deathly_Rose on Thursday, 25th November 2004 @ 08:12:48 PM in AEST
Topic: Event



Moment in time

Pleasuring moments run through my mind,
Like a wild fire it spreads.
I feel the pleasure within me now,
It’s getting too hard, I can’t hold back.
This pleasure is overbearing,
It’s far too much.
How do you do this to me?
How do you make me feel this way?
I feel so happy, and unable to stop.
Sitting on the lawn, you grab my hand,
And you smile.
I take your hat, and place it on my head.
“Not now, there are people watching” I say as I laugh.
You smile at me and face the front, watching the people go by.
You turn to face me once more,
You beg and you plead.
“Alright” I say “, but it has to be private”
So behind your arm I place my hand,
Feeling you through your pants.
I feel it pulsating, turning me on,
I can’t help but to continue.
Somebody looks, as I stop,
I take my hand and place it on my lap.
I smile and talk to the person,
Like nothing was happening.
After we finish, we get up and walk away.
Towards our houses we go.
You grab my hand, and place it down below.
As we walk, I feel your girth,
Moving to the sway.
That’s all that I remember, of that certain moment in time.




Copyright © Deathly_Rose ... [ 2004-11-25 20:12:48]
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Re: Moment in time (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 1st December 2004 @ 08:54:04 AM AEST
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This was a great poem. I like it a lot. Magnificent write!!




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