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Midnight Tryst by Sylence Campbell Saturday, October 04, 2003 Not rated by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan
Midnight tryst Meet me at midnight in the forest of darkness. Let me see you with trembling hands. Whisper my name in the mist-covered night. I pull you closer, our hands intertwined. I feel your heat. I feel your need. Consume me.Entrance me. Make me yours.

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Reviewed by Selene Skye	2/12/2008

Enticing!




Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic	8/12/2006

Incredible work..delicious! vesna:)




Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz	10/5/2003

"consume me, entrance me, make me yours." ahhhh...breathtaking...my elfin poet friend.




Reviewed by Amor Sabor	10/4/2003

The magic of racing hearts in a tryst is the clandestine nature of such a romantic meet. This is akin to stealing kisses in the shadows or making love at ones parents house or planning a getaway for intimate moments. But, of course, I would not know of such things. :) Excellent write. Amor




Reviewed by James David Compton (Reader)	10/4/2003

There is no better feeling than holding her hand, and losing track of whose fingers are whose. What a wonderful thing to get lost in. -James