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Upon the sacredness of my offering, I give unto
Parting the chasm of its fruitful giving you take
Our naked souls gravitating in the wondrous of its entanglement
Fusing, as we wallow in the bliss of infinity’s ecstasy
Temples sluggishly exploring hot desires
Engraving the melancholy of your scent all over my flustered Chi
Surrendering deeper into the hunger of each plunge
No residue of skin shall remain unfretted in the deficiency of your caresses
Moans uttered, yearns wished, veiled passion in its quest to seek within the depth of my soul
Ordaining the necessity in me with your christening touches
Covenant vows promised with each deepening thrust
Eyes closed, tongues speaking, bodies praising of its beautiful relinquishing
Composing the echoes of our names among the galaxies
Rhythm was his special joy
I felt it tenderly in the tenor movement of his sheet music
The lyrical of his notes, playing me so soft, my body so sweetly
Breathlessly clenched as one, we spilled forth into the calling of the night
Unbind we asunder in the contentment of glory
In the element closure of time, peaks heightened beyond the epiphany of rapture
Once again coming together in an echoed beautiful rhapsodize escapade
Parting the chasm of its fruitful giving you take
Our naked souls gravitating in the wondrous of its entanglement
Fusing, as we wallow in the bliss of infinity’s ecstasy
Temples sluggishly exploring hot desires
Engraving the melancholy of your scent all over my flustered Chi
Surrendering deeper into the hunger of each plunge
No residue of skin shall remain unfretted in the deficiency of your caresses
Moans uttered, yearns wished, veiled passion in its quest to seek within the depth of my soul
Ordaining the necessity in me with your christening touches
Covenant vows promised with each deepening thrust
Eyes closed, tongues speaking, bodies praising of its beautiful relinquishing
Composing the echoes of our names among the galaxies
Rhythm was his special joy
I felt it tenderly in the tenor movement of his sheet music
The lyrical of his notes, playing me so soft, my body so sweetly
Breathlessly clenched as one, we spilled forth into the calling of the night
Unbind we asunder in the contentment of glory
In the element closure of time, peaks heightened beyond the epiphany of rapture
Once again coming together in an echoed beautiful rhapsodize escapade
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