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| A SWEET HEAVENLY FRAGRANCE <> Dear Diary:?You are deeper, than any thought, an deeper than any emotion, I have alive, for every single nerve is on fire, as my body vibrates with an animalistic need, as my heart races, an pounds, an with blood pumping coursing through my veins,?I am yearning to taste you, an consume you, not only in mind, but body, an soul and I long to be deep inside you and be surrounded by you, an to be one with you, an to be lost, in you, an to be lost, in us, as our damp bodies take over these emotions, for with a raw crescendo of hunger, demanding frantic grasps of air to breathe, there are visions time cannot erase, in our world, of infinite infinity an beyond, for there is an urgency that builds, that now cannot be tamed, or locked up, as our skin is drenched, an our souls soar among the angels, in timeless flights, for the miracle of our love, has exploded in bright lights and rhythmic waves, as in love and lust on my lips, is the taste of your nectar, the purest ambrosia, while every muscle becomes limp and warm an tingling, drinking in every detail, with beads of sweat, that make your essence shine covering you in kisses.
So now, I feel the delicate outlining, an curves, to the landscape of your body, as our bodies spoon together, just like puzzle pieces, as I pull you tightly to me, with my arm around you, an your silky skin, that is pressed close as one, with the smell of you, so intoxicatingly erotic, of a sweet heavenly fragrance.
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