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10-02-2013, 11:20 AM
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Owned by a few cats, Loved by one woman, and Looked up to by one child. Join Date: Sep 2013
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Cells expand
Contract With The staccato Of ragged breath Tension Mounting Until It breaks forth Time Lurching Merely trying To keep up As those Very cells Collide Meshing Desiring Begging To get closer To merge To be one Words Whispered Soundlessly From lips Written Upon soft skin With even softer Promises Never spoken The Universe Reels Spins Quakes In wanton hunger As time Lurches Again And again With each contact And this my dear Was only A kiss
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