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tayled22 -> In the Darkening of the Night. (1/4/2010 7:11:43 PM)
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In the Darkening of the Night. Glimmers and glimpses are all I get. I feel the submission deep within Begging for release. Trying hard not to succumb The yearnings only grow with time. The dreams and fantasies I create The things I do no longer give any respite. In the darkening of the night. I feel my toes grip upon the edge. The void calls to me, Beckons from the depths The crying grows louder and louder In the darkening of the night. How does a girl fill the feelings? Feelings keeping her awake They say that patience is a virtue A hollow virtue at best now In the darkening of the night Where is the balance? That harmony? A girl feels these things when she serves When she gives of her heart and mind. This girl feels the craving, the need. In the darkening of the night. Where is the man that would fill this emptiness? Where is the man that would bring balance to this girl’s life? Where is the man that would feel the harmony with her? Where is the man that would guide her, teach her? Where is the man that would help her grow as his? In the darkness of night. Brings only want and desire. There are only sighs of longing, There needs to be trust There needs to be respect There needs to be deep control. Needs are submission and surrender How can they be filled alone? In the darkness of night.
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