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Aug 2016
In the dance we swayed back and forth to and fro passion building to new heights with each step. I held you loosely then pulled you close feeling your soul expand as you entered my heart. In the misty morning fog I hold you gently above a bed of roses listening to your deep breathing as I stare into your eyes. Tears come to my heart as I hear you say all we have is passion born of lust nothing more. As the breath leaves my lungs I release you to fall to the ground.
Marcus Collins
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Marcus Collins  Northern California
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