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Author: mimi
ASL Info:    30/f/ny
Elite Ratio:    3.66 - 597 /390 /111
Words: 144
Class/Type: Poetry /Longing
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I can still taste you
on my lips.
A sip of wine, a raindrop,
a whisper from the wind.
I savor the sweetness of your kiss.
After each deep breath,
I smell the scent
that lingered on my pillow
every morning.
My skin remembers your touch.
Goosebumps still come alive from the memory
of your tongue
on the pulse
that beats at
the base of my neck.
I close my eyes and see the
looks you gave me
when you thought
I was faced the other way.
The echo of your laughter
follows me. Haunting me.
At night, even in sleep,
I can feel the warm band of
strength in your arms that held me.
And then, I come to my senses.
I turn and hug the one
to whom I pledged
my love.

Submitted on 2005-10-27 21:17:12     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  Detailed. And well executed.. This should be an ode to lovers.
And "I close my eyes and see the
looks you gave me
when you thought
I was faced the other way"..I just loved thaose lines.. Reminds me of days that I try not to forget..
| Posted on 2005-10-28 00:00:00 | by innuendo | [ Reply to This ]
and of course

every other never more

ciguatera toxin
causes nasty shakes before it kills you
choking on your own tongue

good batch of nicotine this
| Posted on 2005-10-27 00:00:00 | by strangeling | [ Reply to This ]

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