The Dying
Wrapped in darknessheat, sweat
heavy breathing
She moans in my ear
her voice husky
her whisper quiet, shivering
She could have had
anyone
but she chose me
seeing how we
could destroy each other
in that very special way
that lovers do
this is our uniting
departure
now is the forever
that we will spend together
I love you, baby
I love you too
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Written on 2005-09-29 at 12:44
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