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Paradox Your paradox of celibacy cloaks seething passions deep within it is not sex you spurn at all but shallow inattentive men your nakedness at home alone speaks droves of who you are it's just that those you meet in life have not been up to par you think someday you'll meet the one who passes every test a man who stares into your eyes instead of at your breasts you wish they somehow understood it's not how loud you cum it's really how they listen when you say where you come from | ||||||||||||||||
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Restless Thoughts More than tempting and enticing are the thoughts that grip my mind those times I sleep in those restless tossing moments when your images dance and thrill me way down deep There are lonely darkened moments when my silence hides an aching loud desire and the feelings that I embrace evoke physical responses you inspire There are hours when if you were near there'd be no question of which path I'd take when my mind and body feel you and then seek to keep that once I am awake | than even we choose to learn | ||||||||||||||||
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Smiling Smiling laughing warm inside touching kissing clothes untied sweating breathing panting cries aroused bodies moistened thighs together moving wild now cursing swearing shouted vow twisted clutching coupled tight spasms deeply feeling right burning pain unleashed desire blazing passions ignited fire climax then subsiding lust resting now becomes a must | ||||||||||||||||
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