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Cradle
To hold
To protect
To guide
The place where life begins
Civilization is formed
Where love takes its first breath
and becomes a self-sustaining force
In the words of Shakespeare, "Live in thine eyes. Die in thy lap"
Or at least kiss your pussy so properly that you think you've died and gone to Heaven
I love for my Lady
to guide and direct me this way
"With her hands cradling my head as her voice tells the intensity of her pleasure while her nectar cascades over my lips"
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