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I like the way she holds my arm when walking… up high, under the shoulder, firm grasp on muscle, feeling the blood beat acoustically, in joy, sensually sensing a thrumming thrombosis messaging, this is a full bodied animation, liquid life, “strong to drink” “strength to break off pieces and keep,” a supporting mutuel pillar column post, given, taken, entrapped, enwrapped, ensnared, and enshrined, mighty fine feeling “indeed” pieces to mine, pieces of mine her taking is acceptable my taking reciprocal for her needs fulfill, I, walk taller, straighter, in fuller strides, and when she stumbles in the obstacle course of nyc crack-ed sidewalkslop, her whoosh of breath expelled when saved by the arm firmament, goes unremarked, for this is my purposed occupation and the occlusion of our skin cells in tight bandwidth is certification that our love is so much more than mere skin deep, or as she so oft summarizes, life is, “indeed,” or in deed. olp
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Mar 22, 2024
Mar 22, 2024 at 11:21 PM UTC
I like the way she holds my arm when walking...
I like the way she holds my arm when walking… up high, under the shoulder, firm grasp on muscle, feeling the blood beat acoustically, in joy, sensually sensing a thrumming thrombosis messaging, this is a full bodied animation, liquid life, “strong to drink” “strength to break off pieces and keep,” a supporting mutuel pillar column post, given, taken, entrapped, enwrapped, ensnared, and enshrined, mighty fine feeling “indeed” pieces to mine, pieces of mine her taking is acceptable my taking reciprocal for her needs fulfill, I, walk taller, straighter, in fuller strides, and when she stumbles in the obstacle course of nyc crack-ed sidewalkslop, her whoosh of breath expelled when saved by the arm firmament, goes unremarked, for this is my purposed occupation and the occlusion of our skin cells in tight bandwidth is certification that our love is so much more than mere skin deep, or as she so oft summarizes, life is, “indeed,” or in deed. olp
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Mar 22, 2024
Mar 22, 2024 at 11:21 PM UTC
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