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Jan 2020
I've had *** before; Many times.
But none as spiritually awakening as this time.
Your hands wandering my body as if exploring an uncharted island.
Your fingers making me sing a song I had only ever forced myself to sing.
My core exploding like fireworks on the 4th of July.
You made me feel what no other man could. Love.

~sdr
Written by
Sarah Delaney  25/F/Pennsylvania, USA
(25/F/Pennsylvania, USA)   
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