| Open Poetry #1 |
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My Dream, Your Reality |
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Enrique Member
since 1999-07-04
Posts 52San Juan, PR |
I walk the sidewalk to your door, I hear your footsteps across the floor, I hold my breath until I see your face, There you stand in satin and lace, Surprised as hell with a devilish grin, You look me over and invite me in. We lay down by a fire burning bright, And make love slowly all through the night. In the morning I awake, There was no you, it was all fake, I am still alone in my bed, Last night was only in my head, We never made love by a blazing fire, You never opened your door in sexy attire, Instead you decided not to call, And as for us, you ruined it all. - Enrique |
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elvira Senior Member
since 1999-07-06
Posts 936California |
don't you just love erotic dreams...even if they are followed by a rude awakening ![]() ------------------ Tribute to M.J. ... My One and Only ... Childhood Memories ... your countenance ... hoarse whispers ... serving wench ... stolen hours ... devotion ... Master |
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