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It’s not clear to see- So, let’s finally go there, You and me. Now, In this present time, Is this finally happening? It started as Something imaginary… You constantly Aroused me with Your intelligence. Sapiosexual Sublime, Suggestions and Stimulating Conversations. So, hidden in the Painted Aspen trees Imprinted on these Sheets, only present In Sweetly Torturing Dreams, When you sneak up quietly, Behind me, And let’s just pretend It’s innocent, And let’s just barely Touch, Our bodies naked Like lumbered pines, Your hands warm, Caressing my thighs, From behind Hidden vines And unspoken Notions Needing No Words, Just motion. You play with my hair, Like you said you would, And in return I Run my fingers Through yours, And just stare assured. We combine our Bodies and Minds. Let’s go there In real life. Slow and cognizant, Connecting underneath A Blanket drenched With what started As “Hello,” It now reverberates Out an open window, Disturbing the neighbors Below.
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Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 10:40 PM UTC
Go There
It’s not clear to see- So, let’s finally go there, You and me. Now, In this present time, Is this finally happening? It started as Something imaginary… You constantly Aroused me with Your intelligence. Sapiosexual Sublime, Suggestions and Stimulating Conversations. So, hidden in the Painted Aspen trees Imprinted on these Sheets, only present In Sweetly Torturing Dreams, When you sneak up quietly, Behind me, And let’s just pretend It’s innocent, And let’s just barely Touch, Our bodies naked Like lumbered pines, Your hands warm, Caressing my thighs, From behind Hidden vines And unspoken Notions Needing No Words, Just motion. You play with my hair, Like you said you would, And in return I Run my fingers Through yours, And just stare assured. We combine our Bodies and Minds. Let’s go there In real life. Slow and cognizant, Connecting underneath A Blanket drenched With what started As “Hello,” It now reverberates Out an open window, Disturbing the neighbors Below.
Listening to “Kerala” by Bonobo (Music is inspiring) Inspiration: A combination of real life and imagination
#love#connection#attraction#sexuality
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40/F/A Dream
Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 10:40 PM UTC
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