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It was so hard to put in words Tho I spoke to you when idle ears were far from my lips When words flowed like a river Like a river yes and still but your beauty is my sun In your presence only steam pours from me Your heat burning the shell from my heart You make me weak My Venus I wanted to plough your fertal pastures Like a good stuard For its own benefits before my own You were sharp and curious Listened intently to my ranting and stared into my eyes I thought myself weak but you understood better than my pupils Your apatites reached my ears as a warning but iticed me instead Your history no surprise or mark against you I wanted all of you for mine To make perfect an only slightly tarnished vestal To complete you in hopes you could complete me But your eyes cut my soul like a knife without ever seeing it Your voice crushed my bones to dust with a whisper Pity Gref How low we were when heavens bowed before us I would have given myself to you in no unbinding terms But you could not offer the same and I could tell you wanted too I value your honesty and wish you had lied Should fate spit on us again in this way We're I to find myself in your shoes I suposse I'd recomend Polyamory I wouldn't take you up on it for him Then I'm not gay and you never did discriminate Just saying the world could be my harum Time and space at my Mercy A machine in the next room to customize entitys for company You would be my bottom ***** for life Given that's as bigoted as an analogy gets It's coming from a good place
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Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 6:36 AM UTC
Pasture
It was so hard to put in words Tho I spoke to you when idle ears were far from my lips When words flowed like a river Like a river yes and still but your beauty is my sun In your presence only steam pours from me Your heat burning the shell from my heart You make me weak My Venus I wanted to plough your fertal pastures Like a good stuard For its own benefits before my own You were sharp and curious Listened intently to my ranting and stared into my eyes I thought myself weak but you understood better than my pupils Your apatites reached my ears as a warning but iticed me instead Your history no surprise or mark against you I wanted all of you for mine To make perfect an only slightly tarnished vestal To complete you in hopes you could complete me But your eyes cut my soul like a knife without ever seeing it Your voice crushed my bones to dust with a whisper Pity Gref How low we were when heavens bowed before us I would have given myself to you in no unbinding terms But you could not offer the same and I could tell you wanted too I value your honesty and wish you had lied Should fate spit on us again in this way We're I to find myself in your shoes I suposse I'd recomend Polyamory I wouldn't take you up on it for him Then I'm not gay and you never did discriminate Just saying the world could be my harum Time and space at my Mercy A machine in the next room to customize entitys for company You would be my bottom ***** for life Given that's as bigoted as an analogy gets It's coming from a good place
"You could slit my throat and with my one last gasping breath I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt."
john-b
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28/M/American
Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 6:36 AM UTC
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