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Jan 2021
I never got tired of his handsomeness,
the way he kept me drifting
through starry mazes of his
thrilling, deep masculinity,
so wild, untamed, and powerful.
His golden glowing eyes were intense,
lurid dreams of the purest passion,
becoming a flawless and beautiful
poem immortalized on the center of my core.
Travis Green
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Travis Green  30/M/Middlesex, NC
(30/M/Middlesex, NC)   
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