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She was cloves

with an after hint of an airy vanilla tea.

She would swagger into a room and

bring me to my knees,

as a pious man before

an icon of a most beloved saint.

She would lay her hands upon me

and send my skin to electric life,

and my heart into a whirlwind of flutters,

like a child opening a present,

as if revealing the answers to the universe

under ribbons and decorative wrapping paper.

I would kiss her feet

and drink in her ambience.

I would be drunk upon her entirety.

She would need not say any words

just to be in her silence with her

was like being in the presence of

kings and angels.

I would pledge myself to her,

to everything that was her,

to everything she would become.

She is an unspoken mistress

and I, her unspoken slave.

We both know our roles,

but no words were ever necessary

to outline our heirarchy.

She could walk into a room

and I would die a million deaths

just to be at her feet,

just to be near her.

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VAMPIRAinacoffin
13:15 Apr 13 2009

Indeed a most lucky and unforgettable woman.......Your words are like liquid honey and most eloquent.

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As the moon through lace

brought us to paled blue

and white as bones

I explored your scape.

Curving hills to soft lush valleys.

You were a marble effigy of perfection.

I held you firm in my arms

and folded you

like a paper doll.

I bent you in half,

being careful with the creases,

transforming you into

a paper swan,

bringing you to the heights

of flight.

You cried out

as birds in flight so often do

and I held your hands,

pressed to pillows,

crossed through hair

tussled and wild.

After landing,

I held you with a librarian's trust,

delicate as dragonfly wings,

soft as paper swans.

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Vespers
18:17 Dec 23 2008

Anxious to read this, as I watched you type this, I did as soon as I could.



You baffle me sometimes, you know.

You slay me with words, you know.



Bringing me to choked throats, constricted with plum-sized lumps, I read this, I remembered this, I knew this, and I was this, and so were you.



Always, your words.. always your words.

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Joli
09:51 Dec 26 2008

I stumbled in and found myself transfixed.

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A somber melody trickles

through this shadowy room.

Your voice floats across

smoky and erotic,

sending me hours back to

the arch of your back

and the subtle salt of your skin.

The rose tea scent

of the curve of your hips.

Your gentle gasps

as fingers glide

and hands clutch curves.

And now in silly accents

you tansform from goddess

to this heart's illumination,

during this afternoon interlude

of rediculous stories and

dreams spoken aloud.

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Vespers
20:33 Dec 21 2008

You're beauty, and I am bound.

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