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"Don't leave any marks," she says as I nip playfully at her neck; "It's unprofessional," she mutters while squirming from the waltz of my lips, and at the dance of my fingertips; everything was electric and it was great, truly breathtaking- at the time- but that time- has passed; sacrificed; killed. If only One so edified, dark, and **** in Her ways would grace me with Her Time and Temple; whilst true to Herself upon Her unfolding Path, that I may also be true to my Self upon my unfolding Path. Truly, that would be a Dream come true and the Moon would stop and stand still for us. Though, think not that I seek merely a toy, that I want someone for mere fun; this is not a question of mere Lust: I want Love. I want to feel Love. Truest of Love; Metaphysically, as well as physically; I want someone who would make it seem as if the Moon stands still for us; Alas, though a gleam, it doth indeed seem to be merely a Dream within illusioned Dream -__-_-__-_-__-_-__-_-__-_-__-_-__-_-__-
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Aug 26, 2013
Aug 26, 2013 at 4:56 AM UTC
The Moon stands still for us
"Don't leave any marks," she says as I nip playfully at her neck; "It's unprofessional," she mutters while squirming from the waltz of my lips, and at the dance of my fingertips; everything was electric and it was great, truly breathtaking- at the time- but that time- has passed; sacrificed; killed. If only One so edified, dark, and **** in Her ways would grace me with Her Time and Temple; whilst true to Herself upon Her unfolding Path, that I may also be true to my Self upon my unfolding Path. Truly, that would be a Dream come true and the Moon would stop and stand still for us. Though, think not that I seek merely a toy, that I want someone for mere fun; this is not a question of mere Lust: I want Love. I want to feel Love. Truest of Love; Metaphysically, as well as physically; I want someone who would make it seem as if the Moon stands still for us; Alas, though a gleam, it doth indeed seem to be merely a Dream within illusioned Dream -__-_-__-_-__-_-__-_-__-_-__-_-__-_-__-
Subtlety is key, when you have something to hide. I've nothing to hide.
Anubis-the-Philosomancer
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Aug 26, 2013
Aug 26, 2013 at 4:56 AM UTC
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