Curse of Silence

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Sunday, January 30, 2011

The Discoverer

I want to travel
The skin of your body
With my kisses
With my fingers
With my eyes
Uncover, Discover
your parts
your flaws
your secrets
I'd love to see your beauty
Flow right into my hands
I want you to get lost
With me through this night
Without moving an inch away
From this bed
'Til dawn


Written January 3, 2010, 2:43 am
Posted by noshtalgia at 6:10 AM
Labels: Poetry

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