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by sibyllene Nov 12, 2006 category : Love, romance / sensual love
I cannot, I cannot. Leave. I cannot stay. I cannot let I cannot stop your hands, your look, your grasp. Kiss me the way you did in September. when we did not tremor with suspension, the tension of want. Kiss me like you did when we were shy and not, oh, not so close. The way you did when you stopped.