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The ground on which you walked
I looked at your photos again
a thousand times I've done
and as always, I was transported
I noticed the picture where you are near the door,
short skirts, high heels and your wonderful legs covered in nylon
I desired be close to them and was done with mind
I followed the tips of the fingers the sweet curve of your calves
I slightly touched with lips.
I found your fragrance to inale,
and I would have been enough
to be the ground on which you walked
a thousand times I've done
and as always, I was transported
I noticed the picture where you are near the door,
short skirts, high heels and your wonderful legs covered in nylon
I desired be close to them and was done with mind
I followed the tips of the fingers the sweet curve of your calves
I slightly touched with lips.
I found your fragrance to inale,
and I would have been enough
to be the ground on which you walked
Published 23rd Oct 2011
| Edited 31st Oct 2011
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30th Oct 2011 9:23pm
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22nd Dec 2011 11:31pm
The mind sometimes is our worst enemy it makes us relive and remember through a smell a taste or an image the emotions you felt in a particular moment of time. Insite into the man.
Gypsy red
Gypsy red
23rd Dec 2011 3:34pm
The mind becomes the enemy if we let our desires be converted into manic vice.
In this case it is just love (in my own way). And the desire for a complete submission.
Although I must admit that, wanting to be the floor, on which the beloved walks, it's insane.
In this case it is just love (in my own way). And the desire for a complete submission.
Although I must admit that, wanting to be the floor, on which the beloved walks, it's insane.
