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when you are gone
the lack of you invades my emptiness and fills my nothingness with insatiable absence no consolation hearing the silence after your laugh is quiet or tasting the memory of exotic and searing spices from a tender breast tip surely seeing an imagination of you glistening paresthesia where lifeforce tingles a part of you wants to live finds a part of me wants to join when it happens experience our success hips,fingers and toes and finally breath escape in dueling gasps silent knowing tears so, tired we fell asleep wanting to rather stay together her eyes in which i found my home are quiet now wild thoughts inside float like smoke attempts to grasp them futile swirling fun they swim in air leaving both of us dreaming |
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EXCELLent WRITE!
 
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(((H))) very nice
 
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Thank you for sharing that I can totally relate to it...
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awesome
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Singing of the Soul
Painting a Silhouette Shadow Displayed within the Heart Beautiful
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Edited by
s1owhand
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Mon 08/18/08 10:33 AM
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thank you very much,
d4tc
(((myanimalc)))
snow_white
beauty
(((LAMom)))
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Absolutely beautiful. My favotite line:
"her eyes in which i found my home are quiet now" Just lovely...
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Good write slow 
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nicely done s1ow
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when you are gone the lack of you invades my emptiness and fills my nothingness with insatiable absence no consolation hearing the silence after your laugh is quiet or tasting the memory of exotic and searing spices from a tender breast tip surely seeing an imagination of you glistening paresthesia where lifeforce tingles a part of you wants to live finds a part of me wants to join when it happens experience our success hips,fingers and toes and finally breath escape in dueling gasps silent knowing tears so, tired we fell asleep wanting to rather stay together her eyes in which i found my home are quiet now wild thoughts inside float like smoke attempts to grasp them futile swirling fun they swim in air leaving both of us dreaming Uncaptured thoughts leaving you to conceive the possibilities. I thoroughly enjoyed this one!
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gone away...
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 ohhhkay, now I'm worn out, so I'll join ya in that 
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Sated.
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just beautiful
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way way cool, nice
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