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by: sapphyre (2000) dedicated to Gallahad What have I done to my heart and my soul going into a world where desire will rule? A stranger has taken possesssion of me and I do not know if I want to be free. Ever so slowly and gently He leads, shall I trustingly follow his every need? Teasing and playing with fire and ice, do I dare to believe this may be paradise? His words echo softly and gently each day, as I listen I know I go farther astray. Away from the usual romantic desires, I think I am playing with dangerous fires. Is this not a game to this stranger of mine? Yet I keep going back to him time after time. A message a day never knowing what he will say, but with sensual words he prepares to play. My heart pounds so fiercely I can hear it all times, is he telling me the truth or just giving me lines? Knees knocking and shaking with anticipation, I fear through sheild he can feel the vibration. Is he leading me into a world of deciet? I hope not, the stranger is rather sweet. How shall I tell if he is what he seems? This stranger who enters my thoughts and my dreams. Though frightened of feeling so helplessly caught, my soul burns with fire delicously hot. Perhaps I'm a fool with this game that we play, still I want and I wait for his message each day. In day dreams and night dreams I want him to stay and with trust in my soul beside him I'll lay. Through a window of passion again I will write, to this stranger who visits my dreams every night. So where do I go when I finally awake? Do I offer my soul for this man to take? When the time comes will I know who he is? Will he want to be mine as I want to be his? Will my touch light a fire that will not go out? Is he willing to figure what I am all about? What does he want with me, what is his goal? This stranger who tithered my heart and my soul. 
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