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if all I offered was spilled ink of intentions would my dote suffice ~ syllabically I’ll caress every sentiment to culmination ~ no calculations tally the sublime facets to sway your desire ~ and to what degree will eternity fall … Continue reading
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Breath not taken but freely given as the depth of my exhale before gasping for you is measured timelessly in proportioned precision to the intensity of your touch designed for my skin alone; a static sparking of incendiary friction, a … Continue reading
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