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my loss your loss
my loss your loss my loss your loss You police the lines I might think to cross an inch I gain and then a brushing hand my loss you are smiles and conversation sweet but passion and physical intimacy do not meet seems I do not know your town or your name this is serious life you say not some fun game some time you state we must have to learn of each other and so each inch in knowing earn have heard about your family and schooling as I learn more my ardour gradually cooling you would squeeze every inch of mystery from your form become a generic stereotype to which life conform yes your lips are full and eyes bright yet I long for some mystery of the night as you lay your life before me in triplicate I wonder if I should to you capitulate the lines are less policed but I do not seek to cross balance between desire and knowledge changes your loss. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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You assume you've learned all there is to know Could there be more layers that remain undiscovered? Opportunity may knock only once, but temptation bangs on the door forever!
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wtf i couldnt even read that past the 2nd line woop woop
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to know me is to love me, but sometimes to love is to seek out the unknown.... Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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