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by libby May 2, 2006 category : Love, romance / desired love
I watched you trace skinny lines of sinew on your wrists, skinny lines that made me shiver and wish for a sensation I could feel. I listened to you sigh and heard something small but still something you inside the sound, and I almost stopped wanting your voice. Surrender, surrender -- if you want to survive you can't stay alive you'll lose all your strength that way.
by Martyna
Im very fond of this poem, especially the last stanza. Its very true .