The Grandmaster
Who needs a dream?
Who needs ambition?
Who'd be the fool
In my position?
Once I had dreams
Now they're obsessions
Hopes became needs
Lovers possessions
-- Where I Want To Be (Chess)
Who needs ambition?
Who'd be the fool
In my position?
Once I had dreams
Now they're obsessions
Hopes became needs
Lovers possessions
-- Where I Want To Be (Chess)
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Date: 2009-02-15 06:21 am (UTC)Her skin was on fire, heightened by every small touch, and her breaths immediately shortened to gasps. If she had known this had felt this mind blowing, she'd have done this with every female partner she'd ever had. That is, if she was anything close to being as good as Anatoly was. With her eyes closed and her head thrown back, she managed to say between gasps, "Tolya...oh my god....Anatoly, that's...so amazing..."