touch me she whispers
naked body against mine
obeying herself
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coffee in public
smiling with the memories
love shared in private
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her hair smoke about her head
wisps upon the pillow shaking
when she trembles with desire
inner flames licking at her need
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my gospel is of
immoral morality
and innocent sins
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up from passion's fires
she rises phoenix set free
soaring ecstasy
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i cannot heal you
but accept your wounds and scars
made you beautiful
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rushes to his arms
in her most manic moments
for him to hold her
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captive of his words
waiting for the next to bring
tears upon her cheeks
Donovan Baldwin