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Dream...
I dream...
Smoothness, like honey and clover against my ear... This is his voice, coming in velvet darkness... Pebbled, roughness a thousand tickles on my knee... This is his tongue, seeking my crevices and hideaways... Coarse, crackling beneath a touch, curling against my palm... This is his hair under my hand... Silky, softness of unexplored and strange delights... This is is cock, cradled in my loving hands...
I dream
Body moving of its own volition... Molten wave after wave... of red haze and roar of something grand in my ear... A swirling pattern that is vast... A circle of birth and rebirth with me at its center... There is no time, only us...
I can only dream...
Post je objavljen 23.08.2005. u 13:16 sati.