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Edge Of Morning

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alone in my dream

pressing hard and thrusting up

only to slip and fall without hope

twisting to find a place

a delightful second before I am thrown and ripped into my torment

there is no rest

I must take it all

bringing me closer

why am I here

how far can I go before I crash into its deeps

feverish passion of a course that can never be

what has happened

my dream in the open air before the world

my adornment

only for you ...

my Soul

my Heart

for You

I linger

to be certain ...

your pleasures are received

excepting and enveloping my truth

only then

lost in our oneness

shall I surrender in acceptance

such tenderness

it is mine

to sleep and dream

to hold and to give

Thank You
My love!



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alone in my dream

pressing hard and thrusting up

only to slip and fall without hope

twisting to find a place

a delightful second before I am thrown and ripped into my torment

there is no rest

I must take it all

bringing me closer

why am I here

how far can I go before I crash into its deeps

feverish passion of a course that can never be

what has happened

my dream in the open air before the world

my adornment

only for you ...

my Soul

my Heart

for You

I linger

to be certain ...

your pleasures are received

excepting and enveloping my truth

only then

lost in our oneness

shall I surrender in acceptance

such tenderness

it is mine

to sleep and dream

to hold and to give

Thank You
Just beautiful.
 

And Every Little String


a girl, unknown
secreted, put away upon a shelf
alone
heart, wandering far
too easy to keep her thoughts within
and her soul aches for music, tiny sounds of love
concerto, and every little string, hung upon the air
every bassoon
each piano
and each and every flute, conspire
resonant and perfect, each and every note
floats inside her mind, echoed
put away upon a shelf, alone
and far too easy to keep her thoughts, within
unknown, and her soul aches
for music,
tiny sounds of love
bassoon, flute, piano, conspire...
resonant and perfect, each and every note
wandering, hung upon the air

concerto​
 
alone in my dream

pressing hard and thrusting up

only to slip and fall without hope

twisting to find a place

a delightful second before I am thrown and ripped into my torment

there is no rest

I must take it all

bringing me closer

why am I here

how far can I go before I crash into its deeps

feverish passion of a course that can never be

what has happened

my dream in the open air before the world

my adornment

only for you ...

my Soul

my Heart

for You

I linger

to be certain ...

your pleasures are received

excepting and enveloping my truth

only then

lost in our oneness

shall I surrender in acceptance

such tenderness

it is mine

to sleep and dream

to hold and to give

Thank You
yep it is Siss again..............................great and i can only say thx
 
alone in my dream

pressing hard and thrusting up

only to slip and fall without hope

twisting to find a place

a delightful second before I am thrown and ripped into my torment

there is no rest

I must take it all

bringing me closer

why am I here

how far can I go before I crash into its deeps

feverish passion of a course that can never be

what has happened

my dream in the open air before the world

my adornment

only for you ...

my Soul

my Heart

for You

I linger

to be certain ...

your pleasures are received

excepting and enveloping my truth

only then

lost in our oneness

shall I surrender in acceptance

such tenderness

it is mine

to sleep and dream

to hold and to give

Thank You


AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!! :bdsm-heart::bdsm-heart::bdsm-heart::bdsm-heart::bdsm-heart::bdsm-heart::bdsm-heart::bdsm-heart::bdsm-heart::bdsm-heart::bdsm-heart::bdsm-heart:
 
alone in my dream

pressing hard and thrusting up

only to slip and fall without hope

twisting to find a place

a delightful second before I am thrown and ripped into my torment

there is no rest

I must take it all

bringing me closer

why am I here

how far can I go before I crash into its deeps

feverish passion of a course that can never be

what has happened

my dream in the open air before the world

my adornment

only for you ...

my Soul

my Heart

for You

I linger

to be certain ...

your pleasures are received

excepting and enveloping my truth

only then

lost in our oneness

shall I surrender in acceptance

such tenderness

it is mine

to sleep and dream

to hold and to give

Thank You
Lovely.....it ripples with tender gasps.... :bdsm-heart:
 
alone in my dream

pressing hard and thrusting up

only to slip and fall without hope

twisting to find a place

a delightful second before I am thrown and ripped into my torment

there is no rest

I must take it all

bringing me closer

why am I here

how far can I go before I crash into its deeps

feverish passion of a course that can never be

what has happened

my dream in the open air before the world

my adornment

only for you ...

my Soul

my Heart

for You

I linger

to be certain ...

your pleasures are received

excepting and enveloping my truth

only then

lost in our oneness

shall I surrender in acceptance

such tenderness

it is mine

to sleep and dream

to hold and to give

Thank You
Thank you too for creating this sweet poem :)flower1flower2
 
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