Bound ~

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I have awoken. Sleep erased, from this slumbering heart. I have
Found
a love so deep ... true. For I am
Bound
to you ... for life. Forsaking all, Just you, my love. You take me
Down,
to the edge, of realities gate. Where we meet time ... time again.
the Sound
of your voice, is love, that springs in my step, fills my heart, making me whole. You
Ground
out, all worries. Nothing, shall come between, my heart, yours. One, we are. I have
Drowned
in your eyes, voice. Smile, of pure sinful ... succulence. I always, want to be
Around
your finger. Where also, my heart is wrapped. Held so gently, worshipped with pure love.

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sweet GA peachessweet GA peachesover 18 years ago
your words...

speak of a love, that only infiniti's can promise. a hope beyond the dawns light and into sunset, with a midnight hue.. very nicely done my gurl,...shine on ... -sGp-

AnonymousAnonymousover 18 years ago
Breathtaking

The rhythm and thoughts are intoxicating. To express a true love like that is awesome.

Man RayMan Rayover 18 years ago
I like...

I like the style and format and sentiments expressed within! Don't stop, keep `em cummin`!

LeBrozLeBrozover 18 years ago
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What thoughts you express;

I can just see him thinking the same;

as you both

wrap each other

around each other's finger...

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