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Author: Wiccan Poet
Fiction Rated: M - English - Romance/Drama - Published: 08-27-06 - Updated: 08-27-06 - Complete - id:2237304

Bitter-Sweet

I'm angry at your faults,

Insensitive and blind,

I try to show my pain,

A sneer is what I find.

(Its what I find)

Dont lead me on,

A petty joke,

Dont let me down,

I wont provoke.

( I promise)

We face each other,

Breathing fast,

Flushed and angry,

Passion at last.

(At last)

Dont lead me on,

A petty joke,

Dont let me down,

I wont provoke.

(I promise)

Grabbing, tearing,

Kisses of salt,

Tears rubbed away,

I forget your faults.

(No faults)

You lead me on,

I did provoke,

You let me down,

With a petty joke.

(We were petty)

Bitter sweet passion,

Powerful lust,

Tears of pain,

Sex a must.

( Move with me)

We grind and we move,

Temporary relief,

Escape in physical movement,

Caught and released.

(Caught and released)

(Caught and released)

(I'm caught)


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