Friday, January 27, 2012

September Magic day old book

September rain fell like beads of clear ice

hitting on the window

the room filled with steam and heavy breathing

as two bodies collide together in perfect rhythm

Groaning sounds beat like a drum

hearts pounding wildly

passionate kisses and embraces grow stronger

flames of desire burst

filling the room with a perfumed sedative

seizing both with its alluring magic


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