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Apr 2013
Your eyes, blue as the deepest water of the ocean,
Pull me in, make me think, of what they've seen,
and where they've been,
Pain, sorrow, joy, and grace, they've seen it all,
in one embrace.

Your *******, waiting to be touched, caressed,
draw me in,
Beautiful mounds of flesh,
meant for nurturing, sustaining life,
They excite me beyond remarks,
to feel them in my hands, I would love.

The moist place between your legs,
giver of life, now of ***, love,
Pleasure can be, such a simple thing,
but when it comes to you,
pleasure is so extraordinarily big.

Love is a feeling I cherish,
when am with you.
Written by
Ernesto Flores
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