I Think of My Love
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I Think of My Love 

 

As her cool moist mouth pulled slowly away from mine, I could taste her variances in my soul.  As my tongue whipped wildly inside her, she engaged me and indeed a mighty force had risen! Laying on our secluded interlude through life, we embrace romance and lust and love in a passionate dance of desires so very fierce and strong!  It is this miracle of inspiration that reminds me why I believe in the goodness of humanity.  In all her youthful abandon, she is serious to the core.  Definitely realizes the potential and possibilities of life.  That’s why I hold her hand while we become whirling dervishes spinning to the notes of comfort.

    As I pull my hand down her bare back, I feel the strength and softness of a woman. Her life is a tapestry of unknown mysterious and curious histories that intertwined today with mine.  She feels definitely intrigued to the wild imagination I sometimes possess.  It is my hope that through learning and spirituality she and I will share a miracle of pure unadulterated joy! Our happiness flows~ for caring concern has always allowed us to enjoy a closeness so few possess in life.  I sometimes wonder what she finds so alluring and seductive about me?  Could she enjoy me as huggable and tender man?

    Or does she wish that I might be more stern and rigid.  I would always do my best to meet her halfway.  I feel she can appreciate how much I have grown in my affection for her.  I feel she understands, and sometimes I feel the closeness of her heart encouraging me not to give up hope.  How I had wished this moment could last forever~ pleasantly bare beside you. You are the woman that fills me with essence.  A powerful persuasion of charm and vigor, I bow in honor of the noble family that brought you into existence.  Possibly they saved all their nobility and gave it all to you.

    She is the one woman I wish to continue in discovering what is underneath all the walls.  Surely there’s nothing she has done that she does not feel I would understand.  It is getting to that point that is so scary as I begin to trust her ability to understand me.  However, it is the kindness that I see in her eyes and the playfulness I see in her soul that truly attracts me to her.  As a music played, candles flicker tonight, the fan in the ceiling blows gently upon us, and I bring my lips into the full embrace of her passion.  Let this night last forever as we are free from all worries and concerns.

 

Thomas A. SUTOR

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Lompoc CA 93438

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