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Author: Black Feather Quill
Fiction Rated: T - English - Romance/Poetry - Reviews: 1 - Published: 05-29-07 - Updated: 05-29-07 - Complete - id:2368591

The Edge

I can't help it every time I'm with you

You always bring me to the peak of pleasure

You touch me here

I touch you there

Nothing's stopping us now

It's just us- us and the silence of nothing

But our breathing

The windows steam up

The barriers are down-

Skin to skin is where we are now

The edge is coming closer-

I can feel it creeping up on us

But we don't care

Rocking to the lullaby of our own

Sweet release comes even closer

Smells, flavors, sounds- it's all new to me

You lead the dance and I follow you as always

I can see the clear and hazy horizion

Faster, faster, faster

My heart is racing; I feel yours pounding, too

I'm going over now

I'm losing the control

I took so long to perfect with you

And, baby, I'm taking you with me!

Don't try to pull back now-

We're falling...

Falling...

Over the edge

And this time...

There's no turning back

NOTE: I am feeling very wonderful at the moment on account of talking with my bf on the phone...I love you, David. If you ever see my sad, pathetic poems of love, at least you know how I feel right now.

BFQ (changed back my pename. BFQ is just me...)



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