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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=527817" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I hear the Lark.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I hear the lark, said Alice, <br>it sings in my ear like an <br>angel's voice, brings me <br>pleasure in my darkest <br>hour, plays in my mind <br>like an echoing dream. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I see the morning sun, <br>its beams dance at my <br>feet, swirl around like a <br>child at play, my eyes <br>rejoice at the sight I see, <br>dread the thought of <br>blindness in some new <br>day's gift, push away the <br>ideas as if they were flies, <br>push all away like one fulfilled. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I smell the lily's scent, its <br>aroma brings me out in a <br>rash of joy, its smell invades <br>my nose like a vanquishing <br>army, opens me up to the <br>pleasures of smell, makes <br>me want to sniff forever, <br>drink in until my head swims, <br>my sleep recalls the aroma's kiss. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I feel my lover's fingers along <br>my flesh, sense his skin smooth <br>along mine like a skater on ice, <br>like one sliding across a polished <br>floor, the fingers caressing like <br>a butterfly's touch, tickling to <br>laughter, fondling until my voice <br>says, ah, don't stop, fill me up, <br>squeeze all on until the final drop. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I breathe the wind's breath, <br>inhale the morning's freshness, <br>the air of angel's exhalation, <br>my lungs take in like a greedy <br>girl, sup in each particle as I <br>dance along, remembering now <br>the air of summer, the filling <br>of my lungs like a fish the water, <br>opening my lips in a happy song, <br>my voice singing across an open sea. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I taste my lover's tongue touch <br>mine, feel the tongue and mine <br>in dance, lick and lick until the <br>pleasures erupt, the places engorge <br>and swell, I taste the saltiness <br>of my lover's sex, the sweetness <br>of the heavenly hive, the tongue <br>swimming along my lover's thigh <br>and arm and on and on, my taste <br>buds explode into a rainbow of <br>colours, my tongue feeling like <br>a snail's flesh, moving and sensing <br>until my mind says, No more, no <br>more and I hear the waves of dark <br>depression surge in on my shore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Terry+Collett">Terry Collett</a><div class=q>
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it sings in my ear like an 
angel's voice, brings me 
pleasure in my darkest 
hour, plays in my mind 
like an echoing dream. 

I see the morning sun, 
its beams dance at my 
feet, swirl around like a 
child at play, m..."></div>
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