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Sharp are your thorns, Delightful are my moans, In savoring your groans, I close my eyes in contentment, Feeling the ecstasy, the joy, I have been sent. Even as you cause me pain, I feel myself slowly drain, yet, I do not feel my heart slain. Rather, you are rightfully my existence's bane... Just watching you, being with you, tasting you...all of these and more make me feel alive.
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 12:49 AM UTC
A delightful pain
Sharp are your thorns, Delightful are my moans, In savoring your groans, I close my eyes in contentment, Feeling the ecstasy, the joy, I have been sent. Even as you cause me pain, I feel myself slowly drain, yet, I do not feel my heart slain. Rather, you are rightfully my existence's bane... Just watching you, being with you, tasting you...all of these and more make me feel alive.
Exploring love as sadomasochism. Lovers enjoy being together, yet, at the same time, hurt each other when they do so.
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 12:49 AM UTC
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