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Penis Envy
We Had not seen each other in very long time
I used to love the way she sparkled brightly, shimmering in the soft shadowy glow of the crescent moonlight
the way we loved us was absolutely amazing and incredible
after she kissed me, she'd smile and say I was her perfect fit
her once in a lifetime favorite thing, her forever and evermore
her happily ever after and fairy tale ending
but then one day, she was gone, and I was torn, wounded and left in shambles
It took me many Quarter moons, Half moons, full moons,
and Crescent moons to heal every molecule within me
the time missed seemed lengthy like lunar eclipses
scarce like Haley's comet, yet she remained lingering on my frontal lobe
she existed in my every emotional state, she was my fix
I was transfixed and in a miserable condition
for all my relationship problems "well if you were more like her
I'd loved you like her" then they would bend to my every need
cause they wanted me to love them like I loved her, like they wanted and desperately needed to be loved
every memory she encompassed, even my speech she monopolized
socially I was a hot mess without her
she was the hook to my jab
the body blow that would rattle the rib cage causing my opponent great agony
the uppercut to my dodging, fatally knocking out any opportunity for a rebuttal
sexually I have never felt nor experience anything like her
sometimes I secretly wept using a pillow to hide my sensitiveness
her sweat the sweetness of sugar water
her cries, moans and screams were overlapping falsettoes
her flesh, moist and tender, tasty and gratifyingly satisfying
leaving me on an addicting high, the likes of which I wish never to come down from
our sensual personalities in tune like musical instruments
communicating in one beautifully synchronized classically composed harmonious overture.
An introduction in an award winning Broadway Musical about maddening love, passion and satisfaction
A long unforgettable time had passed, and yet! here she is, standing in front of me as if she had never left, because in essence she didn't
and as I laid her down, she opens her warm succulent luxurious thighs, welcoming my yin to her yang
"Nothing"
"where THE FUCK are her tight fitting snuggly wet walls"? I quietly asked myself
I paused, feeling shocked and stunned, she asked "are you alright.?"
I looked in her beautiful magnificent hazeled eyes, kissed her sweet lips and smiled
for the first time in my life I felt inadequate, I was no longer her yin
looking downward at myself I seemed to be all there. My confidence and bravado was shaking, and I felt for the first time in my life Penis Envy. It was like I had been infected with a disease which threatened my very existence.
FUUUCK! I need to purchase a Pump.🍆
I used to love the way she sparkled brightly, shimmering in the soft shadowy glow of the crescent moonlight
the way we loved us was absolutely amazing and incredible
after she kissed me, she'd smile and say I was her perfect fit
her once in a lifetime favorite thing, her forever and evermore
her happily ever after and fairy tale ending
but then one day, she was gone, and I was torn, wounded and left in shambles
It took me many Quarter moons, Half moons, full moons,
and Crescent moons to heal every molecule within me
the time missed seemed lengthy like lunar eclipses
scarce like Haley's comet, yet she remained lingering on my frontal lobe
she existed in my every emotional state, she was my fix
I was transfixed and in a miserable condition
for all my relationship problems "well if you were more like her
I'd loved you like her" then they would bend to my every need
cause they wanted me to love them like I loved her, like they wanted and desperately needed to be loved
every memory she encompassed, even my speech she monopolized
socially I was a hot mess without her
she was the hook to my jab
the body blow that would rattle the rib cage causing my opponent great agony
the uppercut to my dodging, fatally knocking out any opportunity for a rebuttal
sexually I have never felt nor experience anything like her
sometimes I secretly wept using a pillow to hide my sensitiveness
her sweat the sweetness of sugar water
her cries, moans and screams were overlapping falsettoes
her flesh, moist and tender, tasty and gratifyingly satisfying
leaving me on an addicting high, the likes of which I wish never to come down from
our sensual personalities in tune like musical instruments
communicating in one beautifully synchronized classically composed harmonious overture.
An introduction in an award winning Broadway Musical about maddening love, passion and satisfaction
A long unforgettable time had passed, and yet! here she is, standing in front of me as if she had never left, because in essence she didn't
and as I laid her down, she opens her warm succulent luxurious thighs, welcoming my yin to her yang
"Nothing"
"where THE FUCK are her tight fitting snuggly wet walls"? I quietly asked myself
I paused, feeling shocked and stunned, she asked "are you alright.?"
I looked in her beautiful magnificent hazeled eyes, kissed her sweet lips and smiled
for the first time in my life I felt inadequate, I was no longer her yin
looking downward at myself I seemed to be all there. My confidence and bravado was shaking, and I felt for the first time in my life Penis Envy. It was like I had been infected with a disease which threatened my very existence.
FUUUCK! I need to purchase a Pump.🍆
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