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May. 7th, 2005 @ 10:31 am How fucked up am I?
I'm sitting at my table when pretty walks over and asks me to dance.
I try to resist her smile, and her eyes are piercing me. But I'm slutina tonight as we dance. She whispers in my ear, I feel her sweet, warm breath. I tremble as she makes her lovely proposal. She says take me home in that fast machine, make me sing sweetly. She kisses my neck softly as I begin to melt just a little... My heart is pounding wonderfully. My foot is on the pedal. Some 70's band is on... Singing about some silly romance... My mind begins to wonder... Will I ever get over you? Is this another clandestine affair? Will we come together in spanish? We gonna do it like porn stars, with pillow biting frenzy? Will you remember me? Or are you a future ghost? Will you make a mark on my heart? Or is this just your way to ward off a lonely evening? Home, she stands in my arms, we calmly fall together. We are screaming secrets to the sky tonight, and like a shooting comet under the starlight, we devour the night. The blurring passion and the rushing sea. As I wake up, I am alone, and it's the dream girl dream again. What's this drop on my cheek? Is it raining inside?

to my unknown love:
I just cant wait to meet you
until then im thinking of you
I'm wondering if in your dreams
is it me that you might see?
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Date:May 7th, 2005 06:59 pm (UTC)
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I like :-)
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Date:June 27th, 2005 12:51 am (UTC)
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That happened to me.
Date:September 6th, 2005 08:23 pm (UTC)
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this is beautiful