Dark-Skin-Better
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Posts : 298
Join date : 2008-01-15
Age : 39
Location : antigua
 |  Subject: Thou Art To Me A Delicious Torment Sat Nov 29, 2008 2:48 pm | |
| You know that when I hate you,
It is because i love you,
To a point of passion that unhinges my soul,
Immodest creature,you do not want a woman who will accept ur faults ,
You want a woman who pretends that u are faultless.
One who will caress the hand that strikes her,
And kiss the lips that lie to her.
True love, to whom my heart is prey,
How does thou hold me in thy sway.
That in each day i find no fault,
But daily wait for loves assault . | |
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