Addicted..

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    Addicted..

    Im a slave to your touch, a slave to your walk.
    A slave to your kiss, a slave to your hips, a slave to your dress im stiched to it..
    A slave to your ways, a slave to your face, a slave to your will for your sweat i will kill..
    a slave to your words, a slave to your curves, as a slave i admit, you are my angle of repent..
    a slave to your hand, a slave to your stand.
    a slave to your feet, i awake a man but a slave when i sleep..
    as your slave i rest apon your chest and take in your scent of heavenly spent, as my worlds shift under this spell i expire, im your slave my love, your will is my desire..

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    Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

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