Poetry
Poetry
The moment before the kiss
where I linger in the silence of intimacy.
Thus my eyes caress you with a delicate obsession
as I am smitten with tender anticipation;
that to want you is to need you for I live to adore you,
and yet I never knew I could love you–
Even more
Charles Coakley Simpson
Beautiful Charles, I have missed you …. ^!^
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December 28, 2012 at 1:57 am
Reblogged this on Monk's Catacomb.
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December 28, 2012 at 4:04 am
**sighs**
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December 29, 2012 at 2:34 am
Females love more as well as gets more Intimated,As the Image also Describe her deep Desires…
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March 24, 2017 at 6:10 am
So beautiful!
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January 21, 2020 at 1:42 pm
thank you ❤
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January 21, 2020 at 2:21 pm