O that your young heart and soul were but newly
emancipated wings, fluttering softly toward the setting
Sun, peacefully sinking beneath my shallow horizon.
Filling my emptiness with your very being and
rejuvenating my soul with just the mere touch of
your sweet lips pressed gently into mine.
I long to kiss those lips and run my hands gently across
your sultry thighs.
Our thoughts are molded together as one and we feel
no pain as I forcefully penetrate your inner folds
of ecstasy!
Caress me and the universe is ours! Waiting to
be explored like two newly born nymphs hungry for a
flesh-filled feast.
Hardly a care in the world when we are together, for
there is no reality except that which we choose to
initiate in our youthful dreams!
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Author:
Michael A. McGuire (
Online) - Published: November 3rd, 2026 08:16
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