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Not the way you touch my hand so lightly as you speak. Not the way your eyes ooze into my will. Oh no, Not that. Not the way you breath so softly as you sleep. I cozy up to your face on the pillow savor every breath. Silently I yearn to share every essence of you. Not your mouth.your lips that quiver with anticipation as I draw you close to me. a preamble of what is to be unspeakable pleasure your eyes twin abysses. Oh no. Please speak a word. any word. Now my darling for every whisper is a symphony. a treasure like no other.Each more priceless than the other. Your hands were made to hold my heart forever and no other. Slender fingers serpentine. to slither and caress. Oh sweetheart My love My dearest your hips they sway a pulsing rhythm that I can hear, a bossa nova.Cool and warm is your charm. Have I not loved before? No. Clearly,This way is like no other. I lay awake on endless nights and shudder. Wipe the silent tears away.Mourn the day when I have lost your way to another. I do so love you.
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May 19, 2013
May 19, 2013 at 3:28 AM UTC
Your Way
Not the way you touch my hand so lightly as you speak. Not the way your eyes ooze into my will. Oh no, Not that. Not the way you breath so softly as you sleep. I cozy up to your face on the pillow savor every breath. Silently I yearn to share every essence of you. Not your mouth.your lips that quiver with anticipation as I draw you close to me. a preamble of what is to be unspeakable pleasure your eyes twin abysses. Oh no. Please speak a word. any word. Now my darling for every whisper is a symphony. a treasure like no other.Each more priceless than the other. Your hands were made to hold my heart forever and no other. Slender fingers serpentine. to slither and caress. Oh sweetheart My love My dearest your hips they sway a pulsing rhythm that I can hear, a bossa nova.Cool and warm is your charm. Have I not loved before? No. Clearly,This way is like no other. I lay awake on endless nights and shudder. Wipe the silent tears away.Mourn the day when I have lost your way to another. I do so love you.
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May 19, 2013
May 19, 2013 at 3:28 AM UTC
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