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Apr 2021
His love is the highest flight there is
He’s like bliss on a summer night
When the feelings are so right
His kisses take me away
His touches come to stay
His fingers trail my lips
Makes me love him deeper

To see a vision of heaven in my eyes
To see a man standing tall
Laced up with the haircut
With the swagger
With the Italian shoes to match
He flies me first-class on private jets
Served caviar and champagne
By elegant flight attendants

Laid back on Matira Beach
Relishing the sand surfacing our feet
Feeling the wind swirling in our world
Watching the sunshine hover high over us
Seeing the clouds pass by
How magical it is to feel his body on mine
How chill it is to be taken aback by his swag
He’s so hella smoke with a cold flow
He’s so hawt in his Versace swim shorts and sunglasses
With his Cartier watch
With his S21 Ultra 5G phone

Later, we’ll check-in
At the Intercontinental Bora Bora Resort & Thalasso Spa
Feel the love on a Saturday night
Relaxing up in our room
Sipping Billionaire *****
And smoking cigars
Lying in bed and cuddling
Feeling fuddled
Savoring this vivacious vacation
Travis Green
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Travis Green  30/M/Middlesex, NC
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