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redefine: perfection.
by Aaron Michaelwhen the world goes quiet
you swear you can feel my heart
moving the sweat on your body
beading it
shuddershake and slip back inside you
with pulse and perfection
dreaming doesn't feel this good
08/30/2007 Posted on 08/31/2007
Copyright © 2024 Aaron Michael
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 08/31/07 at 02:14 AM I love that last line. I love it, I love it, I love it. It's just a really great way to end a hell of a poem. |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 08/31/07 at 05:22 AM Wow. Gave me definite goosebumps, but I'm pretty sure you didn't touch me. Ummmmm.....right? |
| Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 08/31/07 at 01:01 PM oh yeah...i know this one. |
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