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Sep 2019
My soul hungers for what my hands long to touch, I can still feel you, your fingers run through my mind from dusk till dawn, searing their way through my veins, shocking me with their heat, my every heartbeat cries out your name, my heart pounds wildly, such energy floods me as I surrender to its power, calling out to you to come and ******* sweet surrender.

I can feel your scent filling my lungs, your mouth perfectly matched to mine, your nose caressing my flesh, your tongue reaching out to meet my moist lips, to my fluff covered nest, your fingertips floating across my heaving sea, diving deep into my ocean, swimming swiftly, shattering my insides with waves of heat and I am drawn to the height of a pulsating swell.

Your touch soothes my spirit, softly kissing my soul, feeding me, quenching my thirst, tearing me inside out, as you take me away from where I would never dare to leave, condemning me to surrender my all to you, keeping me captive, a prison from which I have no key to escape, you will forever roam in the quiet fields of my soul.

I had been seeking a place to land and arms to fall safely into until you came along and shook my core, soothing my heart as it skips its beat, bathing me in your eternal bliss, where I rest my bones, your quiet strength, a sense of home and on your shores, I lay my head, the gentle laps, a placed bed, my fears, and walls turn into avenues of complete trust and devotion.

You are my most intimate desire, the one who truly owns my heart, and the only one who can satisfy all the desires that burn deep within my soul, you've imprisoned my heart within yours, making it a prisoner of your heartbeat, for your ways of feeding it and it'll always beat for you and only you.
Leo Janowick
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Leo Janowick  73/M/Pomona, California
(73/M/Pomona, California)   
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     Em MacKenzie and DivineDao
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