Tuesday, June 1, 2004

Moonstruck

Your touch is electric.
Love floods your skin
And charges into my body.
Passion is your kiss.
Each breath I draw
Hollows in your chest.
My flesh flaming
Yet chills fall across my body.
The emotion is so overwhelming
It tremors through each vein.
The numbing misery vanished
As the beating in my core returned.
I feel revived.
Appealing and alluring.
Lovable and capable of loving.
I am human again.
Undeserving, but fortunate.
To experience this
Indescribable, unadulterated,
Uninhibited...bliss.

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