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Jul 2019
The way he moved in the sunlight
drove my body in the deepest desires,
his bone structure a vessel of fulfilling
pleasures and divine thoughts, absolutely
appealing, sensual curves and shimmery
muscles.  I loved his round tight ***,
how it swayed in the light – thick
and juicy, a tantalizing dimension
filled with blazing sweetness.
rock-solid chests defining his existence
as a true man the veins spreading out
like the wings of an eagle, delicate
designs, astonishing angles, the *******
so perfectly positioned, his glistening
abs so deep and defined, gliding along amazing
alleyways and subdivisions.  I loved the way
he undressed in the bathroom, slowly pulling
his shirt and pants off like a brilliant moon
unveiling its kingdom in the night, tossing
them to the side, gently straightening his
boxers as my brown eyes marveled at his
thrilling **** hiding behind closed curtains.
His seductive stare meeting my fascinated face,
flexing his strong arms and shoulders
like a beast, inviting me inside his palace
of ****** dreams, embracing the cherishing
moments holding his massive back,
inhaling his invigorating smell
and the memories buried deep
within his mansion.  I wanted to love him
the way the stars loved the moon,
bathe in his extreme sexiness,
listen to his private conversations,
my fingers feeling his smooth beard,
the sleek strands an adored attraction glowing
in my mind, his Hennessy eyes a dark temptation
of brilliant creations, infinite symmetry, great details
of masterful inventions.  And I’d go on loving
everything about him, how his radiant body
reminded me of picturesque statues
and iridescent bridges, a dazzling drummer
drumbeating across the magical landscape,
my heart falling in harmony with his
sparkling kingdom, the way I could lay
in bed by his side, simply mesmerized
by his style, the streetlights shining
on our wanting skin through the windowpane,
the cats and dogs barking outside
as if the gleaming galaxies would answer
their call, the night traffic speeding on the
boulevard, their music blasting in our ears
as I studied every surface of his towering ship.
The keen knowledge revolving around his
empire.  The hard labor visible in his vibrant
bones.  The lonely days when he felt so alone,
his back leaning against the wall, wondering
if he’d ever pull through.  I loved every breath
of his existence and was willing to sacrifice
everything, to show him I was here for the ride
and I’d never leave his side, to rise in the
bright flames like a supreme Phoenix,
breathing new life into his soul.
Travis Green
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Travis Green  30/M/Middlesex, NC
(30/M/Middlesex, NC)   
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