Thursday, March 13, 2008

Desire Comments

Rating: 3.1

Our hunger for one another grows and goes unfulfilled.
A desire that can be matched by no other, you are my weakness.
You have me under your spell, with your touch of passion.
Your fire takes me to another level of temptation, one that I can no longer control.
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Natasha Dowdy
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Ziaeddin Torabi 24 June 2020

a very nice and lovely poem.

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Ziaeddin Torabi 10 January 2020

Very nice and great poem. I love it.

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Dev Anand 11 November 2018

You have me under your spell, with your touch of passion. Your fire takes me to another level of temptation, one that I can no longer control.I will feel those hands on my thigh, creeping upward, to my waiting wetness... very fine poem dear poetess. dev

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Natasha Dowdy 30 August 2009

Actually and sadly it does end. Too soon and too young.

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Subbaraman N V 13 March 2008

Such desire never comes to an end!

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