When I see your eyes, or just your typing on the screen,
suggesting all the ways you will love me when we meet,
you ignite the till then dormant passion in me.
I feel your hands all over my body,
Your finger exploring my caves,
Your eyes savouring my nudity -in an almost perverse way.
Your tongue tasting my salty skin,
going up and down my slopes and valleys,
running all through,
memorizing each and every inch
while I enjoy, enjoy, enjoy and delight in your delight.
According to the Renaissance world picture, life was like a wheel of fortune, where you are sometimes up and sometimes down. You just have to remember that when you are up you will eventually come down (to take measures accordinlgy, not to be pessimistic) and when you are down you will not stay there forever, you WILL get on top. In this site entries of the sort will be posted.
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