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? for your child inside |
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where all your innocence went to hide remember how you once gave your all the virgin princess before the fall I want to touch the secret place where your soul sings without disgrace as your lips part to surround me I enter your ecstasy I want to feel your child inside beneath the sea of tears you've cried remember your love before the fear on his lap in the rocking chair I want to make you come alive before inhibitions arrive forget all you think you know you return to letting go I want to love your child inside before the blush of wonder died remember me in your wet dreams it is just as real as it seems All Content � 2008 Candor Communications |