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Ephemeral Animation
And as fast as it came it was gone...
The excitement no longer dancing in the air waking them up to blissful desire
No longer the first thoughts on their mind
The moments where they waited impatiently for each others response and notions slowly dwindled
Now that she exposed herself she was no longer fueled for, desired....
The "wondering" had faded for all that was to see and hear had been noted
And she was just another time filler, loneliness killer,
Who was filled with desires that were then pulled from her unwantedly
So timid are the female feelings
That spark was not short lived for her
It still swells in the wallows of her belly waiting anxiously for any notion that SHE
May actually cross his mind from time
But....she doesn't....she is nothing
Just a poetic freak who opened herself to a stranger
Everything she taught herself not to do because she desired for a kindred soul so long
She allowed herself to weaken quickly in hopes someone would love her mind
But as usual.....she can only temporarily suffice for physical needs
No one seeing her mind that is screaming to feed,
All this greed and she stays catering to others needs
Short lived
They could have been something beautiful if he just wanted to make cerebral love
As bad as he wanted to fuck her
She will miss the chase, the late convos and elations
The waiting and anticipation
The hope that this would turn to a beautiful friendship
For all she ever wanted was someone to like her soul
But she's only good to fill misfiled desires and the man inside,
He showed he doesn't care her to know him,
And cares less to know her
The excitement no longer dancing in the air waking them up to blissful desire
No longer the first thoughts on their mind
The moments where they waited impatiently for each others response and notions slowly dwindled
Now that she exposed herself she was no longer fueled for, desired....
The "wondering" had faded for all that was to see and hear had been noted
And she was just another time filler, loneliness killer,
Who was filled with desires that were then pulled from her unwantedly
So timid are the female feelings
That spark was not short lived for her
It still swells in the wallows of her belly waiting anxiously for any notion that SHE
May actually cross his mind from time
But....she doesn't....she is nothing
Just a poetic freak who opened herself to a stranger
Everything she taught herself not to do because she desired for a kindred soul so long
She allowed herself to weaken quickly in hopes someone would love her mind
But as usual.....she can only temporarily suffice for physical needs
No one seeing her mind that is screaming to feed,
All this greed and she stays catering to others needs
Short lived
They could have been something beautiful if he just wanted to make cerebral love
As bad as he wanted to fuck her
She will miss the chase, the late convos and elations
The waiting and anticipation
The hope that this would turn to a beautiful friendship
For all she ever wanted was someone to like her soul
But she's only good to fill misfiled desires and the man inside,
He showed he doesn't care her to know him,
And cares less to know her
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