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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Finding myself again on fields of desire, my soul wrapped up in frenzy's restless fire, remembering the sweet pleasure of a touch and the charm of a love sincere and burning much. I don't want you to chain me down in strictness, but offer me tenderness and passion in fullness, for our bodies, mature flames burning through the night, wake up to pleasure's call like nothing else in sight. Let them share their ecstasy without condition, with every touch, every kiss, every soft submission, for nature blessed us with so many gifts of sense just waiting to be found and shared in love's intense. Make every moment a delicate symphony, where notes of pleasure rise with tender cadency, and a woman's body, warm and soft and sliding free, receives your love like velvet melody, not severity. For in the living details hides the secret of supreme delight, which few can understand and fewer still can bring to light, not just a simple act, but symphony of body and of soul, where pride and selfishness dissolve and tenderness makes us whole. I speak to you sincerely, for whenever we miss the peak, the second chance is just a shadow, fading as we seek, fear overwhelms me, knowing I may never feel again the highest pleasure loving you, and desire sinks into dark terrain. If I'm being honest, I would rather not even try, but let things stay the way they are and just let it lie, for pleasure is fragile and divine, yet secret in its grace, and in its loss our souls may scatter without a trace.
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