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Dec 2015
When you found me
At my weakest
My front, at its strongest
Palisades erected
And your questions deflected
Yet now I long to be one with your form
Your words rained down
Golden arrows of sun
They bit and pierced
The layers off the wall
Your smile exposed me
And now I long to be one with your form
I don't think you're a mind ****
But you penetrated my brain
My thoughts now consumed by you
My words can do little to explain
But I long to be one with your form
Wrapped tightly around one another
With my lips for comfort
Embracing the night
Rowing in unison
Squeeze me with your limbs
I'll go much deeper
When your pulse quickens
And the milk thickens
We'll give birth to nirvana
And be consumed with each other
Stephen Norton
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Stephen Norton  32/M/Massaschusetts
(32/M/Massaschusetts)   
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