Os**** Posted 10 hours ago . Never Truly Apart ♾ . My dearest Kitten, my heart's tender flame, Though miles may stretch between us, our feeling is the same. Like winter's chill wind, a distance may seem vast, But our souls are intertwined, a connection that will last. . "When winter winds are piercing chill," the doomster does say, A physical separation, that can lead us astray. Yet, like the sunbeams chastely playing on the snow, Our feeling finds its way, in a gentle, warm glow. . The hawthorn may be barren, the gale may loudly blow, But the echoes of your laughter, in my heart softly flow. And though I tread alone, the hill of longing's crest, I know our feeling endures, put to the truest test. . Our first touch, a moment, like the summer vine's embrace, Where beauty and passion, found their rightful place. "O'er the bare upland, and away," the journey began, Two souls intertwining, according to the plan. . Like desert woods, stretching far, we're never truly lost, For in each other's presence, our desires are embossed. "The embracing sunbeams chastely play," a feeling we hold dear, A promise of devotion, banishing all ***. . And like the barren oak, our feeling stood firm and tall, With summer winds of passion, answering every call. But now, "the crystal icicle is hung," a temporary chill, A reminder of the distance, our hearts must still fulfill. . Yet, even "where, from their frozen urns, mute springs," Our feeling continues to flow, a melody it sings. The "river's gradual tide," a slow and steady pace, Our bond grows deeper, with time and gentle grace. . Though "shrilly the skater's iron rings," a reminder so clear, Of the physical absence, that brings a tear. Yet "voices fill the woodland side," in whispers of delight, Our souls are connected, both day and through night. . "Alas! how changed from the fair scene," when we first came to be, Our physical closeness, a memory sweet and free. "When birds sang out their mellow lay," in moments of pure bliss, "And winds were soft, and woods were green," with every tender kiss. . "And the song ceased not with the day!" our feeling's melody so grand, But now, a different rhythm, yet always close at hand. For "still wild music is abroad," in our hearts, it does reside, A feeling that transcends distance, nowhere can it hide. . "Pale, desert woods!" a temporary separation's guise, Yet "within your crowd," our passion never dies. And "gathering winds, in hoarse accord," whisper our names, A feeling that burns brightly, fueled by enduring flames. . "Chill airs and wintry winds!" though distance may prevail, "My ear has grown familiar" with our feeling's tale. "I hear it in the opening year," as seasons come and go, "I listen, and it cheers me long," a feeling that continues to grow. . For distance is but geographic, a physical divide, Our hearts are connected, side by side, stride by stride. In this long-term dynamic, our souls entwined as one, A journey of a lifetime, under the moon and sun. . So let the miles between us, serve as a test, To strengthen our commitment, to give our feeling its best. My sweet submissive Kitten, my feeling for you is true, And our first touch, a promise, our lifetime journey through. . 🎩 By: OsPando ✍️ 😇 Be Nice And Play Nasty 😈 .
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