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Mine
01:36 Jan 14 2010
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Cool are the waters that flow over her pale white skin, as she daydreams of a journey far and wide.



The passing of old words has blossomed a new and the rush of currents stirs her blood and her soul.



Tis her fruit that yearns and her lips for his distinct taste.



Break not the weathered shells that lay beautiful on the beach, and cut not the mountains that have captured the eye and the heart.



Flesh is the desire as the soul seeps, shared drips of extasy.

It takes not much for the wish of his blood to fade for his respected embrace is nurture enough! ^_^