Celtic fates

On the Dance Floormusic running wild a dance floor packed with people your eyes meet mine and suddenly we are in a new world a tenuous link,On the Dance Floor
forged of fire skin slick with sweat eyelids dropped your hand pulls me closer,
resting on my back this night there is no one else a quirk of the lips slightly parted the beat of the music is the soundtrack hips moving together your nose buried in my neck the heat rises clothing moulding the most erotic meeting of two people at the end of the night, a parting look exchanged until tomorrow night,
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"Even if love is full of thorns, I'd still embrace it for I know that in between those thorns, there is a rose that's worth all the pain."
~Anonymous
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Never lack for a clever comeback.
[El]
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Never lack for a clever comeback.
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Never lack for a clever comeback.
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