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Based upon Lie. (Told from a Heart.)
She asked if I had remembered the moments when we first met.
I could never forget them. They are etched in time. A beauty that I will never forget.
Say the words that you asked, when you confessed that you could not begin to exist without me.
Never, forget that I have to hold your words. In all of the challenge and lustful ecstasy.
She makes my heart blush.
The affection causes nature to have the best of us.
Her words are a trap.
Snaring me with temptation, by blowing that precious smell from between her lap.
She places her hands on my waist.
Drops to her knees and kisses what lies between my legs, without haste.
Her performance should come with applause by all who can run,swim or fly.
If this is the end of my life, I would openly die.
She finishes me, then looks me dead into my eyes.
I will only do this for you. My husband is just a man. Someone that is just, there.
A moderate provider, at best, but my gifts of love upon your body is only way that I can feel;that I can care.
Naked as we lay upon white sands in the moonlight, while the cuttle breeze blankets us and keeps us company.
You can never be mine, just a part of me that I make sure I share with you, in all ways, honestly.
I can tell she lies.
In the morning, when the new day beckons our eyes, we will part. In her hand I placed my heart, literally.
The spell can never be broken and I have to abide to her will, eternally.
I could never forget them. They are etched in time. A beauty that I will never forget.
Say the words that you asked, when you confessed that you could not begin to exist without me.
Never, forget that I have to hold your words. In all of the challenge and lustful ecstasy.
She makes my heart blush.
The affection causes nature to have the best of us.
Her words are a trap.
Snaring me with temptation, by blowing that precious smell from between her lap.
She places her hands on my waist.
Drops to her knees and kisses what lies between my legs, without haste.
Her performance should come with applause by all who can run,swim or fly.
If this is the end of my life, I would openly die.
She finishes me, then looks me dead into my eyes.
I will only do this for you. My husband is just a man. Someone that is just, there.
A moderate provider, at best, but my gifts of love upon your body is only way that I can feel;that I can care.
Naked as we lay upon white sands in the moonlight, while the cuttle breeze blankets us and keeps us company.
You can never be mine, just a part of me that I make sure I share with you, in all ways, honestly.
I can tell she lies.
In the morning, when the new day beckons our eyes, we will part. In her hand I placed my heart, literally.
The spell can never be broken and I have to abide to her will, eternally.
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