

Nearly Forgoten, and Untitled The taste of salty sweat with each breathNearly Forgoten, and Untitled by ~puke-drunk
With the blood of our bitten lips
This the sensation outside the obvious
In our heighten passion we find these things
Only here come together the sensations of our efforts
To please the other is where our intentions lye.
We feed off eachother's sensation
Creating passion when we see
The looks of one anothers expression.
Sexpressions.
I remember every strand of hair
How each fell accross your face
It's taste, trapped between our lips
I remember how hungry we were
Starved for passion
Feeding off one anothers expressions.
In a passionate grasp we would claw for eachother
I wish now
Sex by ~puke-drunk
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- "Go lagaí galar tógálach do chroí" -
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It's a trick. Get an axe.
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Great journal entry, by the way.
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"I think a photography class should be a requirement in all educational programs because it makes you see the world rather than just look at it." ~Author Unknown
do you have any graphic design knowlege or experience? lol
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