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Madness. The only way to love. Love with the strength of a thousand, give until life bursts forth new meanings, new horizons left for you to discover. Venture, into my mad mind, where sanity is pitied, the mercy of my touch makes you tremble. The bareness of my skin is not seen, it is felt, explored, devoured. Remember, and I will appear, voluptuous curves of mocha satin, to trace, to taste, to savor. raven black hair to run fingers through, to grasp, to grab urgently as passion soars beyond madness... Come into, My World.
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Jun 2, 2012
Jun 2, 2012 at 9:31 PM UTC
Mad Love
Madness. The only way to love. Love with the strength of a thousand, give until life bursts forth new meanings, new horizons left for you to discover. Venture, into my mad mind, where sanity is pitied, the mercy of my touch makes you tremble. The bareness of my skin is not seen, it is felt, explored, devoured. Remember, and I will appear, voluptuous curves of mocha satin, to trace, to taste, to savor. raven black hair to run fingers through, to grasp, to grab urgently as passion soars beyond madness... Come into, My World.
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Jun 2, 2012
Jun 2, 2012 at 9:31 PM UTC
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