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tangled up in old bedsheets we smoke, taking heady puffs of cheap cigarettes naked and sweating our breath slowing up the passion still flooding through slick, entangled limbs the smell of lust permeates the small room lacing it with the scent of us the sun through the window lights up the old blue curtain and I know that here in bed, and nude alone with you I am at home and I am in heaven |
It's so achingly beautiful. It's perfect. I know critique is what you're after, instead of glowing praise but that's all you'll get from me. beautiful imagery of a feeling everyone knows but can scarcely putinto words to do it justice. you have.| Posted on 2008-05-13 00:00:00 | by Voodoo_Lounge | [ Reply to This ] | Marvelous description indeed | | Posted on 2008-05-05 00:00:00 | by armand | [ Reply to This ] | Marvelous description of the afterglow of lovemaking! You done well, lovely lady!! | | Posted on 2008-05-04 00:00:00 | by Ron Cole | [ Reply to This ] | |