sitting there, after our storm has
strongarmed it's way throughout our
collapsed bodies and leaving
a trail of disaster in the pleasure.
feel the hot, closing around you.
feel the chill, shooting up and down your spine.
feel the comfort, as i am yours forever
and you forever mine.

let us rest,
for love is strong
but the bodies
must recover from the blow.

03/18/2003

Author's Note: not the best. i dont exactly write so well at this time of nite.

Posted on 03/19/2003
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