EVERY NIGHT

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    EVERY NIGHT

     ...I can't wait to attack
    I want to drag my nails down your back...

    ...I can't wait to feel you near
    It's your moan I long to hear...

    I want to run my hair along your naked chest...
    ...Kiss your lips, make you my nest

    I want to feel you beside me...
    ...Love me, Remind me

    I want to feel your lips...
    ...On my neck and on my hips

    I can feel you behind me...
    ...To my left, then to my right

    I want to hold and caress you each and every night....

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    redbloodink commented on EVERY NIGHT

    03-20-2010

    now I'm hooked ............ your writes are taking me from reality.... thanx for sharing such vivid picture painting art to keep my mind afar............ red
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    kittman101 commented on EVERY NIGHT

    08-27-2009

    this is truly something to behold. most of what i have written, does not compare. I love how you summarized all of what was to come. and the images were supurb. thanks for sharing
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    dahlusion commented on EVERY NIGHT

    08-06-2009

    ".I can't wait to attack I want to drag my nails down your back..." — my back is waiting to bleed under your finger nails. Very animal-like!
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    jademelissa74 commented on EVERY NIGHT

    08-05-2009

    This was fun, steamy, perfect in every way, a sense of madness follows the tracks of a ferocious beast, awaiting to devour its prey. Beautifully offered.
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    modica3 commented on EVERY NIGHT

    08-04-2009

    very nice poem, u should write love stories for shows or movies. it will bring tears to people eyes.
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