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When He Loves He
Tentively fingers touch with uneven smiles, shyly we advance into our explorations of opposite selves, a purity of a moment sealed in innocent love which unfolds like blossoms of spring may stand condemned in the world's eye, but nothing can tarnish the tenderness of your fingers upon my face when our eyes meet to explode in boundless eternities, quivering as gently as a leaf under the kiss of near still winds our souls are free in the endless possibilities of love born from the beauty offered in your heart, what little difference would be made of like meeting like, what little significance placed upon joint anatomy, if the essence of our feeling could be seen, touched, felt, love they say is blind, but so to, it is sexless, you, my everything, all the world I need, we in sanctuary will love for eternity untarnished.
8:07 PM - 1/23/2010 -
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