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Passion in Passing

Meet me on the
Moon bleached beach
I need you
My heart is scorned
My soul is empty

I can not remember touch
I cloud dance with memories
I need you...I need to feel you
I need that urgent desire

The heat of the flesh
The pleasure of passion
Come to me
Let me taste the
Salt of your sea

Press me into the sand
Like the crashing of the waves
Strong, urgent

Fill me
I need you
I need to remember
Then abandon me
Leave me like a
Wet wounded bird
On the sea of our hunger
Exhausted and weak
Overwhelmed from passion

Leave me
To wallow in my sorrow
While the moon
Bleached beach
Drinks the tears of my
~~~ shame~~

Written by Italian Angel


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