One Life

 
Darkness surrounds us
Opening the doorway to our desires
Transporting us to a place where we can be
Your touch a reality
Your lips my sanctuary
Our souls crying out for more
Holding you, I feel complete
One life under your spell
Leading me to unknown pleasures of happiness
Where your words softly echo my every thought
Where your eyes ignite my passion
Someday this darkness will fall
Our destiny on display for all to see
Yet, we will still be
Our love
The beauty
The pleasure
The sacredness I feel on your thighs
In your arms
In our hearts
A life full of happiness
Where our words can be spoken aloud, our passions real
Where we can be together
One heart
One soul
One life

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  1. AGhoulsBestFriendDecember 29, 2012 at 9:50 AM

    Beautiful.

    You are one of my Liebster Award nominations! More info is in my blog, but meanwhile, here are the rules: Each person tagged must post 11 things about themselves. They must also answer the 11 questions the tagger has set for them. They must create 11 more questions to ask bloggers they have decided to The rules are: They must then choose 11 special bloggers to tag & award with the Liebster award with less than 200 followers. These lucky bloggers must be told in a comment on their blog. Have fun! Sara http://aghoulsbestfriend.blogspot.com/2012/12/and-liebster-award-goes-to.html

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