We, you and I,
along with them,
will never, possibly sometime,
cautiously once in a while
SCREAM hesitatingly while
requesting not quite boldly
but softer than a whisper...
love me, dammit.
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Hey, yes. I don't know that so much from my side, but I've dated that. Wow, what a tangle it must to be a woman sometimes. But I am not complaining! No Ma'am, just... It made perfect sense when you said it that way, sort of.
Ha!! thanks. I think. :-)
We all do...don't we.
But then we start to develop a sort of shell which keeps the whisper within...as well as the love that might be.
As usual Darlin' you knocked it out of the park.
I'll beg. Please? Come on.
Pretty Please with sugar on't?
please please please please please?
yes, it's a haiku
done on the spot for just you
(please) hope it'll do.
Thank you, Larry.
a bit of meaningful babble ;-)
Berry, it does quite well. Indeed.
d:-)
Ok. I like the soft delivered dammit and because of that i love you.
Mark - it worked! it worked! d:-)
It was definitely a complement. When art gets life right, it is good. And you nailed it, me, you, and yeah.
Love it, dammit!
ah, my friend Doom...I understood.
No worries. d:-)
atta girl, Gia!
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