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Symphony Of Sighs   ♾
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In the fading light of a dusky twilight, 
Where shadows dance like secrets weaving slow, 
We gather closer, *** and breath igniting, 
In the sacred space where only we both go. 
Time stirs softly, like whispers lost in night, 
As I watch you, my little girl, bathed in glow. 
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Oh, sweet surrender, found in crimson ties, 
Where each knot and bind is a promise made, 
Your submission a symphony beneath your sighs, 
An echo of desires, fervently played. 
With every brush, each pulse, our spirits rise, 
A tapestry of longing, beautifully laid. 
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Your breath, it shudders like leaves in a breeze, 
An invitation extended, down deep where I dwell, 
In the hollows of bodies, minds intertwined, 
We’ll explore this labyrinth; hear the soft bells 
Of hearts that beat louder as we chase release, 
With every second, every twinkling spell. 
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Let me trace your contours, the exquisite art, 
With eyes that drink deep from your well of dreams, 
I am the artist; you, the canvas divine— 
Brushed strokes of tension, sensations in streams. 
With each word I utter, with each tethered part, 
I seek to unravel your longing as it gleams. 
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Our weekend unfolds like petals unfurling, 
Each minute a moment, each touch a new song, 
I’ll guide you through this kaleidoscope world, 
Where the veil of sweetness and *** both belong. 
From timorous whispers, to urgent desires, 
In the dance of our shadows, we’ll right all the wrongs. 
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So come, beautiful girl, and let’s slip away, 
Into realms where restraint and freedom collide, 
In the velvet embrace of our silken play, 
Where the boundaries of pleasure bloom, and abide. 
Your heart, my possession, your spirit the sway; 
In this union of spirits, we shall confide. 
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With every meticulous act, my intention resides: 
To cradle the aching, the wild, and the free. 
In the depths of your submission, where passion abides, 
A communion of souls in breathtaking harmony. 
In the depths of trust’s well, your joy surges wide, 
Every kiss an embodiment of another decree. 
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Let us disappear in the hush of the night, 
Where desires unfurl, a feathered embrace, 
We’ll sculpt our own sanctuary, soft candlelight, 
With whispers of “can” and “will” drifting, a lace. 
Together we rise, drawn closer, ignited, 
Bound not only by rope but also by grace. 
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You are my voyage, my journey anew, 
In the caverns of longing, where time does dissolve, 
From the flicker of lust, to the stillness of truth, 
We’ll find healing together: our ***s we absolve. 
For in each kiss, electrified, ardent and blue, 
Are the notes of a life, in which we evolve. 
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I long for the softness, the yield of your soul, 
The wholeness you’ll find as in me you dissolve. 
It’s surrender, my darling, that makes us both whole, 
As we sculpt each moment, our pleasures resolve. 
In the cadence of breathing, let the music take toll, 
As the essence of feeling effortlessly evolves. 
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Oh, sweet little girl, there’s magic in holding, 
In voice tinged with longing that beckons you near, 
The dance of our hearts is a story unfolding, 
A mirror of moments where pulse and skin sear. 
In the shadows of shaded, where yearning is bolding, 
You’ll always find home, my little girl, my dear.
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For beyond this fierce longing, these adventures we roam, 
Lies a promise of mornings, and a resounding refrain: 
That each waking moment, the world feels like home, 
Where the ties of our spirits embrace joy and ***. 
As the sun graces dawn, our passions will comb, 
Through the layers of intimacy that time can’t restrain. 
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So here in this space, I invite you to stand, 
With the hearts, and the heads, intertwined by desire, 
Let the grip of our passions guide us, hand in hand, 
As we journey together, forever inspired. 
To touch one another’s essences, understand, 
And find solace together, our hearts set afire. 
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Come dance with me, Mia lei, where shadows play mean, 
In the depths of submission, let feeling be unbound. 
As the night softly whispers, our desires convene,
In the heartbeat of moments where tenderness found—
In the gentle of longing, in the softest of sheen,
We’ll improve head, heart, gut, and genitalia all around.
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🎩 By: OsPando   ✍️
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16 minutes ago, Just_lookin-4-fun said:

This is most beautifully written, well done 👍

I appreciate your feedback.


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13 minutes ago, HammerJammers said:

Well done

Thank you

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8 minutes ago, Asphx62 said:

Lovely poetry! 😌

Thanks, calling it poetry is too much. I call them scratches that I write as part of my catharsis process.

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