in solitude you come to me tempest your thoughts lay to rest on my fingertips as your wanton desire manipulates my mind I lose myself in a world surreal as eternity passes I sit muted eyes glazed in euphoric silence
Temari
Semp-listic!2008-10-01T15:40:27Z
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I've never met anyone with as much command over words as you. You are a true master of the art of poetry.