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Longing

I long to see the abstract notions contained within your smile, and the way your lips would move when you speak to me, knowing that those lips are capable of mapping every inch of my bare flesh as your eyes penetrate my soul.
 
To partake in the little things that make your heart sing, each and every day, would be a gift.
 
To nourish your whole entire being with my flesh, would be my only raison d'être, from dusk to dawn. It'd be the only thing that lingered upon my mind as we parted ways each day, with the width and length of you still felt pulsating gently in the depths of me.
 
I long to be tickled by your 3 day growth, or to have you trust me enough to shave you in the mornings before we showered, soon after savouring every inch of your majestic hardened cock as we merged upon each other, as that would signify an element of trust to build upon.
 
I long to see you just as you are, and not freshly clean shaven within a distinctive crisp white collared shirt because I'd like you better just as you are, when you're not chiselled formally.
 
To run my fingers over your inner frailties and seal them closed with soft kisses that spoke to you of my love for you, reiterating my unwavering devotion for you, without the need for elocution.
 
To find contentment upon your fingertips as they chartered my bare flesh, and pushed me beyond the safety of my inner boundaries as we mixed pleasure with pain, would compel me to return to you, time and time again.
 
I long to be immersed in the essence of your heart and soul to enable you to find your way back home, when you feel you have to explore the heights of your temptations, even though my heart would break silently in your absence.
 
To straddle you, and feel your inner bliss radiating as I gently rock my hips against you whilst our root chakras aligned to solidify and ground ourselves within one another, perhaps as a precursor to further exploration.
 
The scent of you would become the fragrance of my soul, it'd be imprinted upon me like the mauve and lavender skyline belongs to a fading cobalt sky as the sun dips upon dusk.
 
I'd wait patiently for an eternity under the soft tones of a flickering flame, just to be the one that holds your hand and walks you home, towards infinity and beyond.
Written by shadow_starzzz
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