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The Christmas Gift............

   
......you intoxicate me.  May I drink of your lips once again shrouded in black feathers and lace?...my soul doth cry out, yes    
   
   
...she came today.    
   
   
...a textured brown envelope    
my eyes focus upon the    
words and address    
   
....written by your hands    
   
I felt your gentle touch    
elegantly scripted upon    
the parchment insuring your journey    
to me...    
   
erratic heart rhythms    
the elation of    
the moment,    
a moment that    
stops time still    
I take a deep breath and    
slowly break the seal......    
   
...and    
you arise    
your aura lifts    
into afternoon skies    
   
   
…...the allure of your sweet fragrance    
it's “Legacy”    
fills my room    
and I am breathless    
captivated by    
the power of you    
   
   
…...reaching deeper    
I find beautiful dreams    
captured on a gentile mat canvas    
though I've seen you  before,    
this time it's so different,    
it's so much more.      
   
   
... as if your lips    
have crossed a thousand miles    
and are now    
touching mine    
tenderly.....    
   
….chills up my spine    
I am spellbound    
unable to speak    
   
…..knowing only    
that these tears    
I cry are real    
like *rain* falling down    
upon this man's barren soul    
   
and then the pages of    
your book unfold.......    
   
…...autographed    
by your hands    
I touch it    
caress it    
cherish it    
   
....I flip through the pages    
your words    
bring sensual heat    
to a place    
where all my fantasies    
of you and I meet....    
   
(....I kiss each page one by one)    
   
….your naked innocence    
feels so sweet,    
yet so raw    
so honest    
you cause this tingling    
deep inside of me    
   
I am a moth    
flying towards    
a brightly burning flame    
surreal and so completely you    
my lips can only    
whisper your name.......    
   
(...your picture inside    
a beautiful ebony frame    
touching you, touching myself...
)    
   
…..so stoned in love with you, my life will never be the same    
   
...the final piece    
of this touchstone    
and then I'm through    
this secret shared with    
no one else but you    
   
.....but that *one thing*    
took me all the way there    
holding on tightly    
your body wrapped all around me    
   
...caught up in the rapture of this wonderful romance that we share    
   
......I feel so close to you    
in this place that we call now    
yet we've gone so far beyond      
the moment    
until I don't know how    
I'm supposed to    
   
live    
   
breathe    
   
thrive    
   
survive    
   
another second without you
   
   
…...my gift    
I hold it against my flesh tightly    
I close my eyes    
and inhale the bittersweet fragrance    
of love's burnt sacrifice    
   
My lips kiss you    
where only your *lips*    
have gone before    
insatiable the arousal    
wanting you more and more    
   
   
"All of me, wants all of you"    
   
my dreams    
crossing the miles    
to your heart    
like a bird in flight    
awaiting your “pretty wings”    
bid me safe passage home....    
   
...to you    
   
   
my reality    
is knowing that    
this “right now” love    
is  true    
   
...a most perfect,    
personal gift    
"This Christmas"    
Sharing my *now*    
and all my love    
with you    
   
Written by MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)
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