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Sometimes the most important words I need to say, are trapped under too many layers of thick emotion.
My moon....
““I can’t lose you. Because if I ever did, I’d have lost my best friend, my soul mate, my smile, my laugh, my everything.””
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I'm thinking about you
When I say...... 'I'm thinking about you'..... It sometimes isn't so simple.
I'm thinking about you....... Means my mind is flying, so many thoughts slamming around, too many paths it's taking, that I don't know what to do.
It means that i can't stop thinking about your eyes, your face, the glow of your skin, the sound of your laugh, the beautiful way you cum, the shape of your legs, the way I feel safe with you, the way you calm me, the way you slip into my head, the one thought I didn't think..... And it disarms many.
I'm thinking about you..... Means I know you've had a rough day, I know you are down because I can feel it in your aura, in the invisible energy your words carry.
I'm thinking about you..... Means I'm hurting and you are all I want. Life has me scared and I want to lay at your breast and close my eyes. It means that you've been quiet and my mind won't stop itself thinking that you have been filling your moments with someone else... Someone better.
I'm thinking about you...... Is a very powerful statement.
How sexy you are when you wear your stockings....
To be able to wake, relish your body in the early morning light.....to enjoy my moon
To fall asleep.... Caressing you.... Until my arm goes limp, as I drift off to dream
To lay the ropes against your delicate skin, watching them dig as they strain against the pattern....
Craving my moon right now........
So sexy to bind your hands, having you submit, slowly having my way.
Always.....
Give her good dick & self confidence
I can't pass by a book shelf or a library, without thinking how beautiful building one with you would be.
The shower... One of our favorite places.... Together until the water runs cold.
My moon would look so sexy, bound and ready wearing these....
This reminds me of my moon..... We both railroad our thoughts, most the time too much to control. She calms my mind.
You never know how much you will feel, until you come across that which stops you in your tracks, not from fear but from sheer mental overload.
You never know how much you love, until you find yourself losing the very thing that kept you grounded.
Don't be afraid to live, don't go through this alone..... That which is painful is often more rewarding.
Alfred Worden, Crescent Earth rising beyond the Moon’s barren horizon.
Apollo 15, July 26 – August 7, 1971, orbit 70.
Courtesy of Christie’s Images Ltd.
The subtle yet powerful act of holding your hand while I drive... No words... Just soft touches
Craving you... Your skin... The softness of your body...feeling your muscles beneath my fingertips twitching to my touch.... Every curve I see beneath your clothes, now exposed and mine to explore.... To slide Into you bare.... To take you raw, intimate.... Losing one's self to time and environment
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It doesn't matter the distance apart, or how long since we have interacted...... I always want you.
Justalittlegin
You are my thoughts, no matter what time of day.....
To slide into you deep, as I grip those thighs I love so much.... It be heaven...