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Love Bruises (Free verse) by Jezabele-In-Hell

The last time we made love You left bruises on my legs For the first time in my life I hate to see them fade For every day that passes by They slowly go away I wish they could stay forever So I would never forget How incredible you felt against me The last time we made love They are a reminder Of how intense love is How incredible sex can be I fear the day when I wake up And my bruises are completely gone I wish my love could fade so easy Then my heart could go on

Dovina 27-Nov-04/3:20 PM
The getting of sexual pleasure from being mistreated, or hurt physically or otherwise by a partner is not something I can understand, but neither is lot of what goes on for pleasure. The way she describes the bruises on her legs sounds like kicking or blows of some kind. “love bruises” – okay, whatever turns her on.




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