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The First
Contributed by
christinalwk
on
Thursday, 17th September 2009 @ 01:03:43 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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First nervous touch
With muscles tight
Follow the curve
Feel what's right
Skin to skin
Hold on closer
Heart beat quicken
Not quite over
Touch me there
Feel you here
Past the thresh hold
No more fear
Do not think
Time to feel
Being so close
To what is real
Last silent gasp
Into your chest
Lay near me
Time to rest
Clasp my hand
I told you truth
It's not so bad
My sweet youth
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christinalwk
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2009-09-17 01:03:43]
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Re: The First
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 17th September 2009 @ 04:43:13 AM AEST
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Nice writing. It had a charming fluency to it.
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