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Silk, The Rose
Silk, the rose passed gently along my ache
where long dormant senses wake
every move you make most incredible
as whispered eyes move close to rest
Pain, you have lain too long
through the recesses of my time
Rewind, I have taken back my mind
as fingers glide towards the spine
worn down pages flipped over and
the hunger fades the blues
No sequels written, it is as if ...
satin slides the night
touches wont ignite
where long dormant senses wake
every move you make most incredible
as whispered eyes move close to rest
Pain, you have lain too long
through the recesses of my time
Rewind, I have taken back my mind
as fingers glide towards the spine
worn down pages flipped over and
the hunger fades the blues
No sequels written, it is as if ...
satin slides the night
touches wont ignite
Published 26th Jun 2017
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26th Jun 2017 7:27pm
26th Jun 2017 8:11pm
Anonymous
26th Jun 2017 9:16pm
That's a seductive little book you've got in your hands. Very nice
