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Cumming Alive

He asked me what I wanted.
But gave me what I needed.
My thoughts he erotically haunted.
With coolness I was heated.

With a smile, tears flowed;
I had not covered my face.
In that moment our hearts slowed
as he took me with grace.

It was our special time.
And for a moment I broke away.
He will always be mine.
We are one, today.
Written by UnleashedHeathen
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