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? sweet ecstasy |
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to be physically alive it is more than genital pleasure the heart is an erogenous zone sometimes I forget how it feels to be panting for air after extreme physical exersion so long I've been alone making love to myself and my dreams on a shelf images in my mind sweet fantasies coming in me touching my heart the deepest part ecstasy wishing someone was here to share making love with me sometimes I forget how it feels to be physically real lost in depressed senses everything goes numb and awareness fades to black as the days pass by forgetting how to laugh forgetting why we come dying slowly inside in old dreams that hide from my conscious mind showing miseries lost within me tearing my heart falling apart tragedy wishing someone was here to share waking up with me so long lonely sleeping so long so empty forgetting the feeling of sweet ecstasy wandering forgetting falling aimlessly forgetting the feeling of living breathlessly help me remember how good love can be help me remember love's sweet ecstasy trust you trust me sweet ecstasy All Content � 2008 Candor Communications |