time lost all meaning, as I entered your room i was taken away, by the smell of your perfume the look on your face, was of come hither i could not have left that place, if I wanted to. whispers are sexy, but the sound of your voice, has a senuality of it's own the dark can be inviting, but with it, is lost the vision of your form when we lie face to face, before we embrace, i am as God, the moment before, the creation of the world. it is you I adore you are my life, my purpose, my religion, and more A life without you, would be poor1 responses total.
for the most part, I like it; I think it needs less punctuation and more visual formating. just an IMO sort of deal.
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