lukeWhisper

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New life New loveShe sets my soul on fire. It glistens at the night time park bench under dim lowly streetlamp light. I can’t wait for the moment when my lips meet her succulent pink lips. Her beautiful, black hair is almost as beautiful as her mind. I want our minds to become so close they merge. I wonder how wonderful it would be so have our bodies touching. She knows. I can anticipate the absolute heart/body/soul filling love and experiences.

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Nov 20, 2011

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