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Afterglow

Rating: 5.0

We grope and itch in our tumble,
searing the void with passion true
until my flesh throbs most humble
to stain my brain away from blue.

You sting my skin to make me long
while ravaging qualms from my core.
Perhaps we share a force most strong
to claim this flame while we implore

dancing spirits from ages past
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Ro'ya Abdulaal 25 November 2009

wow, this is simply awesome, I loved the idea, the smoothly flowing words and the convincing tone, stanzas 3 and 5 are my top favorite, well done, you are really good

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