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Dec 2012
With a breeze she caressed my body like tender kisses, warm and soft to the touch.

I closed my eye's as she ran her fingers through my hair and whispered sweet nothings in my ear.

Opening my eyes I looked into her golden face so bright and beautiful,
her dark hair glittering mysteriously,
and though I'd seen her many times before,
my breath caught in my throat as I realized how beautiful she really was.

I could only hope the next night would be as wonderful as this one.
It's not a women.
Jacob Daniel Ellinger
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Jacob Daniel Ellinger  Grand Rapids Michigan
(Grand Rapids Michigan)   
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