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She couldn't sleep.
She couldn't eat.
She could hardly breathe.
All that was on her mind was simply, lips. His lips, to be
honest. His soft lips. She set on her bed, back against the
wall, and she thought about his loving hot lips. His kiss,
the kiss that made her stumble. Please...

She couldn't think.
She couldn't talk.
She opened her mouth but all that came out was a sensual
moan. Oh god his kiss. She wanted to feel helpless in his
arms again. She loved the total control he had over her. She
surrendered herself to absolute pleasure. His lips... Kiss
me. Please, now...

His finger softly painting meaningless lines on her cheek.
His hand firmly grabbing her neck. She always knew it was
coming. She was never ready. I want it! Give it to me.
Please, I'm ready.
Now!
Kiss me!

His eyes piercing her soul with one steady stare. She shut
her eyes, she always did. She couldn't bear his eyes, those
eyes were so alive, so truthful, so strong. He was so
strong, he had total control.
Her eyes were closed. She could feel him getting near, she
sensed his heat, his breath touching her like a wave of cold
chills.
It's coming.
The kiss. THE KISS.
No... She's only dreaming. He's not here. She can't drown in
his lips now, she can't... Why? Just a kiss, come, please,
kiss me!

A lonely girl,
An empty bad,
Just thinking about that kiss, his lips, that kiss, Kiss
me...
God! Please kiss me. Just kiss me.
His lips, tenderly touching hers. She could feel his tongue
slipping in, searching the oh-so-known territory. His lips,
his warm wet lips. How long can she taste those lips without
losing every single drop of her strength, every drop of her
sane mind? How long can she taste him before she forgets
herself? All there is now is that kiss. She experiences
total submission to him and she wants more. Total submission
to love, to his power, his lips. He had so much power over
her, he was so strong. She was his, completely his.
Kiss me! Kiss me now! Please!!

But he's not here, and she's alone, and all she can do is
dream about his kiss, nothing more. Kiss me. NOW! I need
that kiss like a breath of air, that kiss is what keeps her
alive. Without that kiss she's lost. Kiss me. But the bed is
so cold, and her lips are so dry. And I'm so alone. Save me.
Kiss me! She needs that kiss.







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לשלוח את היצירה למישהו להדפיס את היצירה
היצירה לעיל הנה בדיונית וכל קשר בינה ובין
המציאות הנו מקרי בהחלט. אין צוות האתר ו/או
הנהלת האתר אחראים לנזק, אבדן, אי נוחות, עגמת
נפש וכיו''ב תוצאות, ישירות או עקיפות, שייגרמו
לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו
ביצירות, שהנם באחריות היוצר בלבד.
הבעיה בישראל
היא שאנחנו לא
חושבים מספיק
בגדול. הם,
האמריקאים, יש
להם את קלינטון,
ולנו יש כולה את
איציק מורדכי.



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