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Send me words like gentle fingers,
poetic kisses, soft and slow,
send them here upon the ether
thoughts abound on starlight glow.
Words can bring such sweet sensation,
skin on skin fires lovers eyes,
hips and hearts in slow rotation
quiet moans and sated sighs.
Gently take my hand and lead me
to pleasure's peak, my heart's delight,
your words will be this souls companion
on this lonely moonstruck night.
I adore the way my skin looks with yours.
Milky white against your caramel complexion.
Soft is the touch of love,
Yet heated by passion.
Pink lips part to taste,
Flesh so desirable.
I'd like to press upon you,
Souls intertwined.
Breath and beating hearts become our own music.
Time is still,
Worries lost....
You Are my Only focus.
Gently tracing curves with the lightest of finger tips.
Pushing the hair back from my face, Eyes meet,
A gaze that's held with looking beyond what's visibly seen.
Love lacks the true form of my heart colliding with yours.
His body was an ice
Moulded with waters of Winter
Her eyes was her asset
Seducing his affectionate perspective.

Warmth was not his comfort
His skin was rough and aged
Tanned by his work
Who was named after Vain.

Fresh was her spirit
Always of service
To him with icy feelings
But he knew her not.

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People are people
They may come to burn and destroy
Or rescue the soul
For correction and rebuke
For securing the future.

To boast is not our role
To impose is not our right
Humble down one's self
That our land may be healed.

(7/9/14 @xirlleelang)
1 Kings 1:1-4 (David in His Old Age)
See http://xirlleelang.wordpress.com/2014/07/09/2654/
Oceans of fire
Oh hell is real.

Days ago
His eyes shuttered
His existence
Brought to halt
With urgency,
Not sure* if it was a *lie.

She was a pal
A long-time friend
"Speak life," he said
With the breath of second life.

Indeed, my faith shakes
It doesn't fail me
But what I've done
It was a mistake

My soul cries
The heart of Jesus in me
The Holy Spirit
He sings for salvation
Unsured was his life
Will death be faced?

(7/9/14 @ xirlleelang)
Father, forgive me for I have sinned. Forgive me for ignoring things, for not listening to the Holy Spirit. I should have done something for her, and for him who was once lying in the ICU. Lord, I commit his life to You. I pray it's not too late. Bring me to her, embrace her with Your angels; that her longing of love may be filled with Yours and that her tons of questions may be given answers by Your voice of truth. Lord, I love You. All this in Your name Jesus, Amen! I exalt You!
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