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#quenching
"Ishq woh Aag Hai joh Jagaye Na Lage - Aur Buzaaye Na Buze" ~~~ Many waters cannot, quench love, neither can the floods drown it. If a man offered for love all the wealth of his house, he would be utterly despised. Many women cannot quench a real mans heart only one, A true love twin flame, may. A twin flame can't be bought nor sold or given away his art is priceless. ~~ Loves flame cannot be extinguished. except contained by my beloved. flame who truly loves me. I would lead thee, bring thee into my mother's house, who would instruct me to cause thee to drink of spiced wine; of the juice of my pomegranate, or my aged bubbly Purepecha champagne aged by my father David under my starry skies where I was born.queen of my father's forest lands. Oh dearly mine beloved..GR How I love thee. ~~~~ Inspired by King Salomon. and the love of my life.
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Sep 6, 2021
Sep 6, 2021 at 6:01 PM UTC
Quenching Lamentation
I found Myself in Heaven, one Night in September. A Night full of Ecstasy, it was for Me to Remember. I was worshipping My Goddess and Her sacred Shrine. Kissing Her Strawberry Lips, that were rolling with Mine. I unwrapped Her Passion, for I had a lot to Taste. I began with Her Rose Buds and then went down Her Waist. I started riding My Angel, slowly at First and ended Our Love Session, by Quenching Her Thirst.
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Aug 9, 2020
Aug 9, 2020 at 8:43 AM UTC
A Night full of Ecstasy
saw this lovely lady, gave it to her 3" wide, 3 separate times, such a dime i had to capture the moment, now it sits on rewind, in my mind, she was an elegant dish, so savory, my mouth still drips, just at the sight of her lips, couldn't hold myself back from sipping on her juices, it was thirst quenching, mind blown on the regular as it sits on rewind, in my mind. © Try
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Dec 7, 2018
Dec 7, 2018 at 1:37 PM UTC
3" wide, 3 times, got it on rewind
I sometimes get hit with writers block sometimes I can’t please myself with my own unique creations I'm my own toughest critic which has led me to stop writing on several occasions when the path has been cleared I'm unable to stop the flow of my creative thirst; a mouth quenching desire to write if you were to hand me a glass of words I'll write all night
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Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 5:56 PM UTC
Hand Me A Glass Of Words