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...masks worn...truths buried
Posted: 2016-02-21 21:24:03
HE.
"My fantasy, my yearning, my desire.
You crept past reason, the high walls placed by logic, questioning my resolve to not allow the heart to weaken.
How could i not. I laughed and u laughed with me.
You wrapped ur arms round my neck and looked into my eyes.
Happy jovial eyes looked into mine.
The innocence of one who wasnt aware of nibbling at my sanity.
Your gentle carressing
Your matter of fact admission that u enjoyed my company.
Your soft lips inhaling my breathe as they pressed ever so gently to mine.
Your pictures had carried much promise.
Lithe limbs.
The soft curve of your breast
Sweet innocence of youth.
You pulling at my heart strings girl....
To fuck u?
No.
Going to make love to u ....then walk away.
Pity."
SHE.
"My heart a flutter. Who may u really be?
U make me feel special.
If only.
Oh please see me for me!
Make love to me.
And come back
.....please?"
So many times wonder at the unexpected unintentional cruelty of life.
Masks worn
Truths buried.
Hearts
Emotions raw
Unveiled.
Inspired by one of the threads posted this week.
:(
B.
"My fantasy, my yearning, my desire.
You crept past reason, the high walls placed by logic, questioning my resolve to not allow the heart to weaken.
How could i not. I laughed and u laughed with me.
You wrapped ur arms round my neck and looked into my eyes.
Happy jovial eyes looked into mine.
The innocence of one who wasnt aware of nibbling at my sanity.
Your gentle carressing
Your matter of fact admission that u enjoyed my company.
Your soft lips inhaling my breathe as they pressed ever so gently to mine.
Your pictures had carried much promise.
Lithe limbs.
The soft curve of your breast
Sweet innocence of youth.
You pulling at my heart strings girl....
To fuck u?
No.
Going to make love to u ....then walk away.
Pity."
SHE.
"My heart a flutter. Who may u really be?
U make me feel special.
If only.
Oh please see me for me!
Make love to me.
And come back
.....please?"
So many times wonder at the unexpected unintentional cruelty of life.
Masks worn
Truths buried.
Hearts
Emotions raw
Unveiled.
Inspired by one of the threads posted this week.
:(
B.
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Re: ...masks worn...truths buried
Posted: 2016-02-21 21:32:30
Edited: 2016-02-21 21:33:30
Edited: 2016-02-21 21:33:30
....and in line with my post music by...
Ben Haenow, Kelly Clarkson
- Second hand heart.
Xxx
B.
Ben Haenow, Kelly Clarkson
- Second hand heart.
Xxx
B.
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