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Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Happiness

Quietly laid touches
Reach down to the bone
Forgive me my desires

Lightless love erased
Entrapped nor enclosed
Found then gone

Murder me with caresses
Poison me with a touch
Would I receive that death

I would enjoy it too much
Posted by Trista Kaylen Tancredo at 12:47 PM

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