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Sep 2019
With The love in your hands I dread the day
you stare at me without the sparkles in your eyes
You call upon my name with an emotionless  unsatisfied tone, and the luxury to experience pleasure from your body is denied from me, and your love for me is gone we become a broken bond,

May the love in your hands anoint me with the power of your prayers, that I am the perfect creature GOD has summon before you to treasure you for more than the appeal of your flesh, but to absorb your energy on pure intimacy,

May my love, my Protection of you, my devotion to you provide you with trust that you can reach out and grab a hold of me and be assured that
I am the man that loves you and your touch
is the signal that you are unafraid of my love
provided

May the love in your hands tame me when I struggle to maintain myself and the love in your hands offer me insight that in return, the nature of me feeds your soul as I become more poised to understand the way in which you need to be loved, with love in your hands.

© Copyright reserved 2019 by ED RJ.
Written by
Eddie The Cool Ed  21/M/Where ever my poems take
(21/M/Where ever my poems take)   
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     --- and Nylee
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