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5:13 p.m.

Lana feelsThe current mood of xengirl at www.imood.com

I've been wanting to see you all night
And I couldn't
So my fingers itched for a pen
Just to write your name
to see it, reassure myself
of your existence
I stopped to laugh
look at me
writing sappy poetry
I never thought I'd see the day
But here's the truth
Itching fingers
For your face
For your body
For the slick depths of you.
In the back of my mind
On the tip of my tongue
The soft pads of my fingertips
I can feel you

Egads. I don't write poetry, but... Such a strange and joyful turmoil she creates.

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