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Jul 2013
She brought me such pleasure
True mate of my soul
Her touch I so treasure
Her pain I so loathe…

As I wait watching
The stars for a sign
My grip it grows tighter
Across space in lost time…

Her voice soothingly echoes
Lucid charm of my dream
Her body lies temptingly
Wide open for me…

The world may prohibit
Still the gods they do dare
Desire of my soul
   Sweet magic we share…
Traveler Tim
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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