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By Marshall R. M. Hann Submitted by Blessed23 Date: 2016 May 26 Comment on this Work [[2016.05.26.05.56.31600]] |
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I do apologize, but when the time comes, I will almost certainly open my door to you after this month of absence, kiss you, rip your pants down to your ankles and taste you, then fuck your soul, if such a thing exists, right out of you. I doubt I'm capable of doing anything else other than grasping your body, pressing it against mine and saying "I miss you." I'll lick your smirking thighs; Your breasts will bow to my body: I'll make you MINE. I'll make you PRESENT. Fuck me, child of sweet innocence, unknowing unkindness. Be full of desire, for I am full of desire for you. I think that I may need you, I might need you. I am, at all times, ready to hear what you have to say about the world, I am open to you, for you. i NEED you. (Let's coalesce tonight.) |