fredag 28 november 2008

word

Take me on. Shape me up. Dress me in fancy fabric.

Loose control.

Let me in. Fear me not.
She is nothing like you. You are nothing like me.
You want not to want me, you need not to want me, you trust not to want me.
The wall is solid, you cant get through no more. You lost it. You made your point.
Maybe next week. Maybe yesterday.
Take me on, please take me on. Why dont you take me on?
Shape me up, you want to shape me up. Why dont you shape me up?

Loose control.

Feel her underneath you, your breath in her ears, your smell at her skin.
Taste her, feel her, need her.

Loose control.

Undress me.

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