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I hope you have sex dreams about me tonight.
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I crave you in the most gentle forms.
The simplistic touch of your skin on mine, our bodies leeching the heat from one another.
Heartbeats pressed against one another.
I have entrusted you now with not just my body, not just my heart, but my soul.
I have felt so dirty and so wrong and you make that okay.
You make me whole.
Within simple seconds it feels as if I've been simultaneously brought to the depths of hell, only to go back to the singing choruses of the heavens.
All it took was your touch.
As dirty and as wrong as a devils, yet as gentle and innocent as sunlight spilling through cold foggy windows on early winter mornings.
You are like the waves of the ocean, crashing and burning,
yet so soft, so soothing and pleasant, so pure.
You are this beauty and more.
An intimate, unequivocal love.
An indescribable feeling.
A simplistic and impossible perfection.
You are mine.
And I am yours.
Always.
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