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Everything is Good
As Shawn licked my flowering lips, I heard him whisper,
“Everything God created is good, and nothing is to be rejected
if it is received with thanksgiving.”
Then he rose quietly over me and added,
“Thank you for what I am about to receive”
in the kindest voice I’d ever heard from a man.
I looked at his dark chest with wonder
as he towered over me holding his hardened cock.
He almost smiled when his eyes met mine.
I placed my hands in the small of his back
and drew him closer
feeling the edge of him against me.
Then with a smooth and graceful falling,
he passed into my slippery opening,
and I heard myself moan as he rested against me.
I felt the spirit of all creation envelop me in that moment.
I heard myself say, “Everything God created is good.”
Shawn whispered back, “Yes, it is. Very good.”
“Everything God created is good, and nothing is to be rejected
if it is received with thanksgiving.”
Then he rose quietly over me and added,
“Thank you for what I am about to receive”
in the kindest voice I’d ever heard from a man.
I looked at his dark chest with wonder
as he towered over me holding his hardened cock.
He almost smiled when his eyes met mine.
I placed my hands in the small of his back
and drew him closer
feeling the edge of him against me.
Then with a smooth and graceful falling,
he passed into my slippery opening,
and I heard myself moan as he rested against me.
I felt the spirit of all creation envelop me in that moment.
I heard myself say, “Everything God created is good.”
Shawn whispered back, “Yes, it is. Very good.”
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