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| Sherri |
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| I often find myself lingering with thoughts of making love, taking you with me to passions, heights, as we seek surcease of our need for each other's bodies, arms lips, intimacy. My need to fulfill my longings for touching, tasting, making love to you seem boundless. I know I have wanted you since time began, and will throughout eternity, until the sun no longer rises, or the moon no longer glows. I shall love you until there are no more stars glowing, when April showers make no more flowers. My need for you grows as wildfires, racing to the tempos of my hungers for your kisses. Making love to you finds me wondering when we shall have more time for me to be lingering over thoughs of making love to you. Author: Sweeetuz California 10.26.00 |
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