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From destine thoughts you revist my mind like an illusion taking from once upon a time but yet it is you that I crave, so deeply with lust of the soul of the flesh for even as I let my thoughts of us entwine within my thoughts having us wrapped up in each others arms.                                            
                                                                                                                           Feeling like silent whispers of the soft winds that drift through the open night air of our atmosphere, caressing our skin of our flesh inginiting our bodies with an even tender gentle kiss of the wind.                                            
                                                                                                                                  For as the very silhouettes of our shadows dance upon the walls of the darken skies haunting us with an creeping sensation through the depth of our inner thought of thoughts, but yet leaving each of us breathless with no words to say as the only thing that can be heard through the thin walls of the universe is our moans desperately creeping through our soul of souls.                                                                                                          
                                                                                                                                  For as this sensation becomes even more intoxicating to our thoughts I crave you with an even deeper passion of capturing your body as well as your soul digging into your mind, as I dip head first with lips and tongue to follow that sweet aroma of your pure sensation that awaits my wet tongue between your thighs, wet with pure anticipation challeging segments deep within your mind as I massage your spiritual soul.