Everytime
By james123
Mon, 13 Sep 2004
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My pulse is pumping,
my head it throbs,
I've never been more aware.
My senses have been thrust forward.
I feel like every part of me is on show.
every part is on edge-
I dare not breathe-
it may take away my concentration!
My stomach feels warm...
but shrinks and turns and shys away.
My eyes don't falter-
they don't miss a thing!
My legs wobble with intensity,
My lips tremble with anticipation,
Hes gone, its over now...
My body is pushed back into place.
I feel cold again.
I'm loosing heat,
I recover,
I breathe,
I'm working once again.
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