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Don't Kiss Me
Don't kiss me
I don't want to feel again
Don't want me
My heart won't beat again
Those eyes they speak in playful tongues
Those lips crave to be forever young
That neck just waits so patiently
That skin keeps on calling me
The river flows strong after the rain
But soon it will all be dried up again
Hold true to your passionate ways
And with the wind you'll find better days
I don't want to feel again
Don't want me
My heart won't beat again
Those eyes they speak in playful tongues
Those lips crave to be forever young
That neck just waits so patiently
That skin keeps on calling me
The river flows strong after the rain
But soon it will all be dried up again
Hold true to your passionate ways
And with the wind you'll find better days
Published 4th May 2017
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4th May 2017 12:11pm
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Anonymous
4th May 2017 1:40pm
Your interchange with the beautiful Crimsin above made me smile. There really is no better way to express than through passion, I think. When we can touch that aching and naked place inside us as you've done here, it all comes together beautifully. Much enjoyed
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Anonymous
6th May 2017 1:08pm
inspirational melancholy, a unique blend that reads nicely..much enjoyed.
thanks
thanks
6th May 2017 1:45pm
7th May 2017 7:20am
Sorrow set free on a passionate wind
when it hurts too much to feel. Perhaps it hurts
just as much not to...
when it hurts too much to feel. Perhaps it hurts
just as much not to...
