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. . invoking . .
By NikesRain
he holds my words
in his smile
passed from my soul
to his waiting kiss
he makes them beautiful
then gives them back
painting each whisper
upon
my eager skin
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Copyright 2012 NikesRain
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On Wednesday, August 15, 2012, lupus tenebrae
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The delicate breeze I felt from my oscillating fan really completed the experience of reading this, perhaps whispers were tracing themselves down the back of my neck. One of those instances where art imitates life, I suppose. Never a disappointing read.
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On Friday, August 10, 2012, FadedBlues
(2168) wrote:
..words that are shared softly, translated into passionate touch...
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