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Nov 11, 2013 11:35:30 GMT -6
Post by Absinthe on Nov 11, 2013 11:35:30 GMT -6
Curling my fingers so I don't reach out to touch, to hold Your lips look delicious. I fantasize about that press in my dreams A gentle meeting of everything leading to this moment. Let go and give in I fear I may lose myself to you.
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Nov 13, 2013 22:54:55 GMT -6
Post by Sharon on Nov 13, 2013 22:54:55 GMT -6
This is different Tabatha, I don't think I've ever seen you write in this type of format before. Interesting too, it definitely made me look at words closer which was probably your intention.
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Nov 13, 2013 23:04:12 GMT -6
Post by Absinthe on Nov 13, 2013 23:04:12 GMT -6
Thanks. Yeah, I wanted to try something new and I've always loved this style, where you can read it straight through, both columns together, or just read either the right or left and still have it all fit and make sense. I don't think it was too shabby for a first attempt.
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