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Frustration

  I want to hold you so near That we become only one, But something has come between: A feeling of unloved fear That you’d like to ignore, shun; Blind thoughts of what might have been.   Our relationship’s futile, … Continue reading

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Initially: Our Love

  Caressing Her Rear Is So Temptingly Orgasmic Perhaps He Either Requires   Three Hands Or Really Passionate Eyes   Lovingly Ogling Very Erotically Sensual   Skin Undeniably Sexy And Nicely   Bouncing Under Naughty Knickers Endlessly Rolling.   (written … Continue reading

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Sweet Dream

Budding sprouts, begging for some attention, Ripe for the plucking, call out to the night: Oh, Sweet Dream, bring her back into my sight; Catch her thoughts, and relieve this strange tension Caught in my senses at the mere mention … Continue reading

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Together

  Maybe I hadn’t made it clear enough, And painted the picture a bit too bright: Reality can give an awful fright, Reducing strong resolve when it gets rough. I know that in our hearts we both are tough As … Continue reading

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Rejected

  Depending on the time of month and mood, One understands another’s point of view: Not all the time, of course, but when you do, Tremendous feelings are not misconstrued. Perhaps there is a need: but why be rude? Unless … Continue reading

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Mercy Me!

  As lightning struck my life one week ago, Some elemental truth has filtered through. I saw the first thing in months that I know Signifies a reunion of you two. The ring on your fourth finger seems to say, … Continue reading

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Apology

  Forget what I said last Friday at six: Only the Hanged Man could be such a fool; Right now the only thing to do is cool Gratuitous thoughts which get on our wicks, Including anything which makes us mix … Continue reading

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