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Deeply Private...Desire, smoldering deep with in
eyes of longing
hunger fills me... need consumes me
I am mute, my words ripped by its strong arm
bent under its hand it is not gentle,
its demands rattle in the fragile cage of my body
i bow to its power but deny swearing fealty
watered blood flows as pain and tears leave me torn...
Hungry for touch, for your mouth
giving me permission
wanting passion, needing gentleness
spurred by your voice from the darkness
a caress with out touch
your power calms the fists of denial
building the fire of release
my bowing is no longer a fight but a surrender...
to you
where i am safe to be
bled and bruised i lay
replete
satiated
exhausted
suspended with your gentle words
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Also bought a house...been busy setting it up..
4laugh
He's a Malamute, he is such an amazing dog heart He's in training for a therapy dog.
A wild Fenrir appears.
Pig tails the weakness of all old people apparently.
Pretty good.