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MercyO
MercyO
Kampala
You really have to watch those liberal males, they'll spend hours and hours with you having deep intellectual conversations. They'll discuss deep ideas, contemplate esoteric theory and spiritual ideas. They'll make love for hours and write deep and meaningful poetry about you. Sure, they will probably wear their hair long and most likely won't own a television. But, they'll understand art and architecture and literature. It's true that they probably won't give two shakes about who won what football game, but they'll dance with you late at night under the stars and they're always looking for new ways to please you and usually understand your deepest thoughts, often before you understand them yourself. They'll be your best friend and always treat you as an equal, in fact, it will never even enter their mind that you're not. They're almost always physically fit, too, because they're usually the outdoorsy type and love to hike. They never make fun of others, or discuss small ideas. They enjoy discussing ways to improve the world and the lives of others. Sure, they won't slap you on your *** and tell you to get in the kitchen and cook them some dinner and bring them a beer while you're at it like those macho men on the right. Instead they'll probably tell you to relax while they whip you up a gourmet meal and serve it to you on the best dishes. Yeah, you really gotta watch out for those liberal males.
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Oct 13, 2015
Oct 13, 2015 at 8:48 AM UTC
Those Pesky Liberal Males
One pulls me down in a sea of tenderness safe gentle lapping waves of love and comfort so soothing like a warm summer pond in the south He is my anchor The other loves me like a wild forbidden passionate rush an all consuming type of love, making the world disappear clinging to a life raft in a turbulent sea He is my storm Enticing waters with the luminous waves that can tempt the dead from their bed. My soul longs for both. I cannot drift off to peaceful sleep until the waves of desire find their sweet release. A wondrous storm of love in a turbulent sea or a steadfast anchor that has taken hold on a part of me
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Sep 24, 2015
Sep 24, 2015 at 8:41 AM UTC
Secrets of the Sea