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How do I know

How do I know? She loves me despite the unlovable pieces she had to pick up… How she loves and withstood pain to the bone.. I never understood the power one woman can effect… wanting to sup… Never warned about soft, carnal, mid-day caresses. Erotic zones… Ruined by the curves of her hips, soft perfect , and it ripples… Drawing me in to Succumb to her blissful sensual wiles… Helpless at her soft , supple breasts and nipples… And the beautiful bewitching, seductive smile… How do I know that we are truly meant to be? She has nerves of steel, when mine are frayed… She looks beyond the ugliness and sees… The real me, even when, I have hurt her from the words I say… I need her, as a friend, a lover, and a soulmate… We find beauty and happiness together… Attracted and wanting the other to be great… She is my anchor in stormy weather… J.E.

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