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The Last Goodbye...

In the quiet, where shadows softly creep, We stand at the crossroads, where memories run deep. Your eyes hold the echoes of laughter and tears, A tapestry woven through the fabric of years.

The whispers of love linger in the air, Each heartbeat a promise, a moment we share. But time, like a river, flows swiftly away, And here at this junction, we must part today.

With every soft sigh, my heart aches anew, For the warmth of your presence, the light that was you. Yet in this farewell, there’s a beauty so rare, A love that transcends, a bond beyond compare.

So let us embrace, in this bittersweet hour, For love is a garden, and you were my flower. Though paths may diverge and the distance may grow, In the depths of my soul, you’ll forever glow.

As I turn to the sunset, a tear in my eye, I’ll carry your spirit, my last sweet goodbye. For love never fades, it simply takes flight, In the stars that we share, in the softest of night.

~ moonlight-shooting-star

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La Distancia - Tamara

Missionary

Missionary. The position often overlooked, even looked down on at times for being "basic" or "vanilla". But in my opinion, there is a no more passionate, intense, and soul connecting position than this.

Pressed against each other, face to face, with one hand groping and the other grasping a fist full of hair on the back of her head. Her arms wrapped around, feeling the rippled muscles down the length of my back. I can hear every gasp and moan, even the gentle whispers and I see the small micro-expressions that correlate to them. It starts with slow, long, deep thrusts as we feel the initial entry. Connected. Desired. Craved. The thrusts become faster, more intense, harder. And through it all our eyes are locked in a soul connecting trance that is hard to describe if you haven't experienced it.

And when the stars align perfectly, you both reach climax in a simultaneous explosion of pleasure and connection. Feeling the contracting muscles, the spasms, violent grasps and labored breathing, the moans and gasps all reach a unifying crescendo before you collapse into each other's arms, souls intertwined.

Indeed for me, experiencing missionary with the one you love is nothing short of magic.