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Jan 2017
Dearest love,
Tell me in my ear,
In the tone of voice,
That only I am privy to hear
.
How does it feel,
With me inside,
Your heart and mind,
And your body tight
.
Could it be more real,
When together we lie,
Sweaty skin and fiery eyes,
In embrace til morning rise
.
My passion unconcealed
My desires brought into the light
And sated with you, each passing night,
In the bliss of your piquant delight
.
Tell me love,
In your pleasured outcries,
And soft moans,
In your sweet sighs,
And your hushed tones
.
With every breath,
Every touch of soul and skin
And every spark between our minds,
Tell me dearest one,
How it feels to be mine.
Accidentally deleted a few times. Enjoy!
Tafuta Atarashī
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Tafuta Atarashī  28/M/Chicago
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