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Being Led~

I never knew there could be freedom of expression in a way that you have showed me.
You divided practicality from my passion. You allowed me to be loving, and yet you also allowed that fire inside me attached to a hungry temptress to fully let go of the screams festering inside.
The things that I never thought I could do because of morality or from being shy were stripped away by your availability to let me burn.  To let me share with you that flame.
There’s nothing wrong with expressing that shadow side as some think of it. You begged  me to explode and spray you with my warmth elixir. Spreading  it across your chest, then licking it and kissing you with my taste in your mouth.
 You took the beads off your neck and placed them inside making me rise in ecstasy… pulling them out then inhaling my scent as you licked them clean.
You and I are primal and you are the one that led me there. Allowing me to be me and most of all to receive you. Fuck me, Love me and take me to church I’ll do anything with you.
You led me here…and I surrender 🔥
Written by Tracey_Leigh
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