ONE PERSON'S PASSION IS ANOTHER'S PERVERSION... THE EXTREMES OF INTIMATE EXPERIENCE ARE WITHOUT LIMITS ONE PERSON'S FICTION IS ANOTHER PERSON'S EXPERIENCE SO BEWARE FOR ANYTHING GOES HERE - YES, ANYTHING THAT WHICH SHOCKS YOU MOST IS BORN OF YOUR OWN FEAR - BUT CAN YOU FACE YOUR FEAR? OR DO YOU JUST HIDE BEHIND POPULAR JUDGMENT LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE? boy and girl |
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touching dreams as only that can in ways parents would never understand before there was a master plan there was an open hand he was the great seducer alias: loser why did he choose her she'll never know but she was a flower itching to bloom and he had the power to make her grow as he touched her secret places with his magic wand the only word she could feel was: respond she had no choice but to open and thrust for the passion was summed up beyond lust it was made of one word: trust she was the great responder alias: fondle her how did she know how he'll never know but he was a rocket bursting to launch flashing in pocket as sweet as raunch as she wrapped herself around his rising soul the only word he could feel was: goal he had no choice by to lose control for the passion was beyond worth the toll it was made of one word: whole for he completed her and she completed him and everything was beautiful and life could begin and little did they know that others would condemn the love they made that night would be the death of them her name was not Juliet his not Romeo but you've heard their sad story a hundred times before but did you ever feel was it ever real or are you one of those who would condemn the purest love of children that can't be touched by women or men but it is fear that condemns and where does that come from the fool called grown up the heart that goes numb mother cries as her daughter marches down the isle father sighs as he stretches out a smile dreams forgotten gave way to the master plan the boy and girl became woman and man don't have to understand just close your hand All Content � 2008 Candor Communications |