inkling of sensuality  

SensualScream 43M
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6/21/2005 5:10 pm

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

inkling of sensuality

The climber starts to ascend to a peak from the ground at level zero. I would like to start fresh, with you, as when you are clothed. Like an artist, I would first like to feel you in me when you are dressed but willing to give of yourself to me. I will feel your nakedness inside of me when you let go, when you feel free, when the only entity existing between us is an empty vaccuum or a silent scream of passion. I wouldn't want you before you are willing to give yourself to me, wholely, profusely. But when you do, when I feel you do, I will desire you; demand you from yourself; demand you from myself. I would let our spirits intertwine within each other in unison, in joy of ecstatic solace, in a wild volatile guarantee of exuberant madness. I would like to caress you inch by inch, second by second. Slowly nipping at your lips, my hand, too, shall explore the crevices of your fatal flesh.


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