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: 2009-05-31 12:29 am (UTC)The whispered words caused a small shiver to go down Lex's spine. Touch had been as elusive as love for him. Unable to help himself, he chuckled lightly before kissing Anatoly again. "Good thing I never want you to stop." He pushed the other's shirt off his shoulders so he could have unlimited access to Anatoly's upper body. That was enough...for now.