Poetry and Beauty: Naked and afraid

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Friday, July 1, 2005

Naked and afraid

I lie, alone on my Queen sized bed. What happened to the quiver of desire, that made his very presence bring joy to my heart. With or without him, I am always alone, with no one to console my empty heart. I crawl undercover and pretend I'm asleep when he finally comes to bed. Sign in to see full entry.

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