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It’s about the small things

It’s not about the big things: the great gestures, the public displays of affection. It’s all the small things, pieced together one by one, like a puzzle. It’s no fun unless all the pieces are small and the challenge is high. The little things in life are what make it worth living: making memories one step at a time.

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Erotical passion you bring, I love you, Your effect on me

All I want is you

All I want is you,
Deep inside of me,
With my legs wrapped tightly around you.

Your like a fever in my heart and in my soul
Running through my blood to the center of my core.

I want you; only you
To thrill me, to feel me, to chill me
To make me, to break me.
I want you to feel me up and shake me.

I can feel your lips,
Your hands…
Caressing and arousing,
Stroking and teasing me,
Softly, gently, and passionately.

What vivid images I can’t shake.
I crave you…
I want you…
I am moist and hot for you.

My desire for you is like a fever in my own private thoughts.
Your taste…
Your touch…
Your smell…
Your essence.

It burns through me and around me,
Filling me up with such craving passionate desires
Of wanting you…
Needing you…
Loving you…

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