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.WHISPERS......

She whispers in the dark
The sounds,makes my blood rush.

She moves closer,her fingers glide gently over my body,she
whispers.

As we came closer,my heart was pounding,my body Trimble.
She whispered, the words I had long for,her touch and her
hot breath ,I felt I was floating,she whispers in the dark.

Our lips met,her body Trimble as mine.
She touch my body,as her lips found my neck,she whispers
again,and again.

Our body's have become as one,it's seems as it was ment to
be.
She whispers in the dark,you are mine,I am yours. .she
whispers softly, low.

She whispers I love you.

She whispers in the dark.

BY:JOHN R.HAWKINS
Posted: 2014-09-26 20:41:43 UTC

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