I don't remember everythingdates and place escape memoments spent with youfade and forsake me too strange faces begin to hauntwith their smiles and tearsI still know I love youask of you one thing when I don't know youall our years forgottenI beg no regrets be freelet me forget to breathe
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Writing Our Own Story
In the fading light of day I savor the flavor of our untold stories those moments of warm skin speaking our own carnal bliss language hands creating new meaning across willing open pages where no lines exist lips and tongues silently brushing strokes of ardent need into naked words that are read aloud in moans and … Continue reading Writing Our Own Story