The harsh voices.
Terrible noises.
Difficult choices.
All combined, make a ringing in my head.

The piercing glass.
The blunt bat.
The overwhelming mass.
Sheilding me from the sun like an enourmous hat.

The deadlines.
No more time.
The dread.

Hapiness,
Passion,
Hope,
Joy,
Love,

Are dead.

And now,
his voice tells me how
to let go
just let go.

His touch on my skin,
his tongue on my lips,
He must be heaven sent.

Off I went.
Take me away my love,
my adonis from above.
All I need is your touch.

The hat, the ringing, the dread.
It's all too much.

The feeling, the rush, the love.
It's more than enough.

Now I know
how it feels
to
let
go

Oh my gosh I love it! It's so, I don't know real. Maybe it's a little naughty, but in a good way I think (if that makes sense).

I really like this, it's very passionate and true.

wwwhhhhoooo! I love it! Very hot :P I'm actually thinking of posting a lemon O.O gimme your opinion, shud I?

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a lemon? ... I don't get it... lol, am i having a blonde moment again? I do love lemons, I used to suck on them raw when I was a baby and I still do. Yummy.

*blushes* Damn explaining the lemon is the cringable part, uhm a lemon is a physical scene, if you get my meaning, but I probably won't, I don't think the YOUNG writers club is ready for it lol ^^

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That so good ,,, sure it naughty but its still really good

I like the idea of another person--your true love--alleviating your pain and taking you to better places. Cool :)

And also, I didn't think it was that naughty. Shakespeare gets naughtier than that sometimes.