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dear beautiful lover I thought about you today I'm completely and utterly in awe of you I am smitten by all your shades of ebony I can imagine you standing right before in all your shades of almighty my king, it seems that we are fighting against distance, time and gravity we are in our own universe this gravitational phenomenon caused this soul to attract to you you intrigue me & I want to explore you physically mentally & emotionally I want to absorb you soak you up like sponge I want to fill up the hunger of my curiosity with you I want to feed off of your intellects be drowned in you intellects I want to be attached to you in every single way I want you to write tasteful poems about me, as I do about you but my everything, it seems we are fighting against distance, time and gravity but maybe this is interlude & our time will come until then I shall just admire you from a distance & write secret poems about you until my pen runs out of ink By Cheyanne Ntangu
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Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 3:09 PM UTC
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dear beautiful lover I thought about you today I'm completely and utterly in awe of you I am smitten by all your shades of ebony I can imagine you standing right before in all your shades of almighty my king, it seems that we are fighting against distance, time and gravity we are in our own universe this gravitational phenomenon caused this soul to attract to you you intrigue me & I want to explore you physically mentally & emotionally I want to absorb you soak you up like sponge I want to fill up the hunger of my curiosity with you I want to feed off of your intellects be drowned in you intellects I want to be attached to you in every single way I want you to write tasteful poems about me, as I do about you but my everything, it seems we are fighting against distance, time and gravity but maybe this is interlude & our time will come until then I shall just admire you from a distance & write secret poems about you until my pen runs out of ink By Cheyanne Ntangu
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Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 3:09 PM UTC
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