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Previous - this entry written on October 28, 2003 at 10:00 am - Next *tsks softly* One entry, it seems, is not quite enough. Not when there is no counterpoint, no rush of words spilled from lips/fingers/heart somewhere else, not when that balance is missing. Instead... oh, gods, instead I will dreamdance and savor this heat. It IS heat, a fire as sure and deadly as its mirror I've been dealing with for weeks. Unlike that flame, this one I can DO something about... and I will, oh I will. Taste, touch, dance, dream, one more day and three more weeks and OryCon and soon but never soon enough and oddly enough, right now it's Nick who flickers into thought. I could use a taste of Kim just now, you see. Barring that, which we must... I think I'll take what I can Take, as it were. After all, it's no fun to stalk the same prey every time. Then again, it IS fun to return to an old, old Hunt. Choices... and all of them I like. *slight, hungry grin* Feel this, lover. *fades out slowly*
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