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Jul 2019
An angel.
I claim has fallen from the sky.
Will this angel just pass by?

Very peculiar ..
exceptionally neat.
I fancy kissing his feet.
A man I endeavor to keep.
His name ..
well it’s “just Pete”

Eyes that shine halos,
Beautiful tis true.
Colors they change..
though I know them to be blue.
I love him so much if he only knew.

The touch of this divine being,
Far more than just pleasing.
A passionate lover.
Not compared to any other!
The most ****** of sensations..
Impossible to explain the temptation.

Gentle and firm
Oh ****, he makes my whole body squirm.

Hands.
Hands as soft as flowers
Don’t underestimate their powers.
This angel,  just Pete.
He heals souls all his hours.

To me he is flawless.
I pray.
That I have not lost this.

My heart it bleeds
And he satisfied every need.
I was mean, I was cruel ..
Why was it hard to follow silly rules.

I love this man dearly
How he feels about me..
Well how should he really.
I love you Pete
Panda
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Panda  37/F/NH
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