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Love this!

15:27 Jun 17 2013
Times Read: 366


As each moment passes, I am closer to him, once again. The excitement is like a hot electrical current that

courses and runs in torrents in my viens. Each thump of my heart brings the man with his demons closer to me

and my arsenal to slay such things.

To pass the standing still time I envision the moments we have shared, each touch, each softly spoken word,

said with fierce love, each cry, screamed with heads tilted back in glorious climax, and I envision him.

Naked, but for his soul, and blood scarred hands.

I wait only days, but the days seem like lifetimes stacked upon themselves to taunt me, andI grow homesick

for his laughter, and the feel of his naked skin on mine. But I do not grow weary, I don't cry in darkened

corners,or beat angry fists upon walls, for I will be with him. A lifetime in only a few days, but a few days

I will have him as my own for a forever that will be full of what epic tales are spun from.

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Mmmmmm

14:06 Jun 05 2013
Times Read: 386


Take me.. here, now I don't care if the post is rough on my skin, or if it tears my shirt. I don't

care who sees, or hears because I am going to get loud. I am going to raise my whisper to a moan and

then to a yell of words that others would beg to hear. I want to coat you in my want and make you sweat.

I want to make you so weak that the post is the only reason either of us are able to stand when we

are done, and everyone else, is left with nothing to say but jealousy that they don't have what we have...


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Love this!

15:08 Jun 03 2013
Times Read: 394


Anticipation.. the breathless waiting of what is to come. When you stand beside me and admire my body.

Your hands touching me so softly it feels like a whisper of air but it is so much more. It is the promise

of things to be, it is the raising of my heart rate and temperature, it is the building of a deep want.

One that when it is filled will leave me wrung out like a dishrag and just as wet. My hair will be a mess,

my body will glisten and I will be weak

and glowing in the aftermath...


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