It Means SomethingA Poem by Spokeninspired by a song my love collaborated with The Suspects
the feel of your touch on my skin
it means nothing
I see your lips quiver
But you whisper sweet nothings
your hunger is my thirst
nothing is quenched
the smell of perfume and passionate sweat
your scent-
it means nothing
oh and that means something
our something is nothing
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Added on September 22, 2008 Last Updated on September 23, 2008 |

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