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Passion set high as I pursue to reach its peak...slow respiration respires as the yung poet places eyes on the inspiration that inspires tonight...hold her warmth close...beg to put hands on...my work tonight...a connection that connects deeper than a touch...a bond that holds one up, stronger than a crutch...her space I love to interrupt...she doesn't mind, for i'm here to please her wants...intensity fires up the room...staring in subject's eyes, funta do what it do...I feel her added pressure embrace my waist, for that's all she can do...one refuses to let up...feels like heaven to her...I whisper I care...words hit deep, conformation to I'm not going anywhere..precipitation of her weather soothes me..Now yung poet's well pleased...she's well pleased...broke all stress, she feels free...sun-up now shines bright..As I watch the love I made...drift to sleep....[/font]
Published 28th Jan 2010
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