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even though i know i'll get hurt

  i just can't seem to help myself

  it was the time

  when he smiles at me

  with his cute boyish looks

  when he laughs at my stupid jokes

  when i look into those eyes of his

  when i see him watching me play with my tongue ring

  i want to be under him again

  this time with no alcohol in my blood stream

  i want to hear myself breathe

  and him saying how good i feel

  i want to be his woman

  with his arms around just me

  i want to be in his pictures instead of her

  i want him to fall in love with me

  so why can't anything i want ever seem to be

  why did I have to be just another virgin on his list

  Two Girls In Naivety

  April.15.2003

  i was kind of thinking…

  we never really spoke many words

  we didn't really know much about each other

  we just flirted without thinking

  i wonder what we were doing

  two girls cuddling - flirting

  two girls touching – and - kissing

  then we were kind of just on our way

  i wish - i wonder - i think about…

  if it could have been made into more

  but I suppose it just wasn't meant to be for us

  A Fetish Thing

  April.23.2003

  I have a fetish thing

  for being held hard, tightly bound together,

  tightly wound up and into one another.

  I have a fetish thing

  for playing those mind games,

  although I do not know the rules I hope you'll teach me along the way.

  I have a fetish thing

  for being held hard against the mattress, hands above my head,

  just writhing and making loud gasping noises.

  I have a fetish thing

  for sweating all night long wearing nothing but the sheets,

  hoping you'll never want to leave and just stay inside of me.

  I have a fetish thing

  for getting what I want,

  for playing with my fingers, for marking up our skin,

  being kissed on the neck and quietly held tightly from behind.

  I have a real fetish thing for just being taken, by you.

  I Tell You All

  March.29.2004

  I tell you so much

  .. Without blinking an eyelash

  .. Without feeling an emotion

  You now know all of me

  What do I have left to share?

  I am now feeling scared

  .. Afraid of losing you

  .. Scared I’ll losing myself

  Because I don't know a thing

  I am lost in this place

  We are lost together?

  Yet you are not with me

  I've wanted to hold you

  .. To be held tightly in my sleep

  It did happen one night

  And I was shocked and in wonder

  I was in awe of the power

  We were two bodies as one

  I am not sure how to explain

  And I am not ashamed

  But I have said too much

  There is no mystery left

  As I’ll lie here alone again

  Just something about you

  I end up telling you my all

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  Thank you so much for purchasing and reading my third book. If you enjoyed it, won’t you please take a moment to leave me a review at your favorite retailer?

  Thank you!

  Ashley Rebecca Kingston

  About the author:

  Ashley was born during a blizzard in Kingston, Ontario; and grew up in Victoria, BC

  with her parents and younger sibling.

  As an adult she has traveled the world and lived in Vancouver, BC, and Santiago de

  Cuba, Cuba.

  Ashley now makes her home again in Victoria, BC with the amazing Adrien and crazy

  dog Beyonce.

  Home-schooled from the beginning, Ashley still enjoys learning new things, spending

  her time reading, writing and researching; designing, intellectual conversations and

  walking down on the breakwater with Adrien and Bey.

  Discover other titles by Ashley Rebecca Kingston:

  Poetry Collection One: Shadow Self Persona

  Poetry Collection Two: Cold Dark Difficult Truths

  Many more coming soon!

  Connect with Me:

  Twitter: @ashleyoutlander

  Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/ashleyrebeccakingston

 
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