This is not a love story
But a tale of those who
give in to love
living a vision

We have confused a fairy-tale
With the craving of the soul
and longing of the heart
to be branded by another

We put on our masks
and take false names.
Adorning our consciousness
with roles suited to the
fantasy of the love myth
we danced.

A rather mundane life
made into an astonishing
story of love existing in
a shocking reality

We believed it was a love story
a story we wanted
dreams dancing
under the masks of the ball.
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When I left
your scent clung to me
my hair and body

All night long
you lingered
hovering in my mind
stirring my senses

Your scent clung to me
in every pore of my being
I could sense your existence
like fingers reaching through the veil

You found me in the dark
swirling your scent arousing me
creating new passion
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This is the poem that started it all.. written in late October 2007 ... Thought it was time to post it once more ... enjoy silky double chocolate...

Dark chocolate, dark and silky not too sweet
darkness covering me
I am beckoned into pulsating dark

Swirling, misting covering me in secrets
Softness against softness
Silk against silk

Pulsating dark twists and turns
Throbbing in its desire to remain secret
Silk against silk

Darkness pushing gently to enter me
Secret of all secrets
Wants of all wants
How can I avoid this
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