Yearning’s Echo ♾

[Os****]

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Yearning’s Echo  ♾
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In the stillness of these twilight hours, 
When shadows dance like whispers on the wall, 
My heart aches, a potent flower, 
Yearning for you, my little girl, my all.
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I need you, oh, how I need you, 
As the tide needs the moon’s embrace so tight— 
Like stars colliding in a cosmic view, 
You are my gravity, my endless night.
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Each moment apart feels like a crime, 
One inch too far, a breath too brief, 
Your absence, a haunting, rhythmic chime, 
An ever-echoing melody of grief.
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I long to smell your perfume’s sweet caress, 
A heady mix of lavender and spice, 
It lingers in the air, a fragrant finesse, 
Drawing me in, like a child to vice.
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Oh, how I crave the soft curve of your throat, 
To trace it gently, my fingertips a map, 
As I whisper words on which our souls float, 
Within the space where pleasure and shadows overlap.
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And when you give me that quivering glance, 
That subtle plea wrapped in courage and trust, 
We embark on a delicate, dangerous dance— 
The kind of passion that’s ignited by lust.
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With every pull of your simmering gaze, 
A thread of red weaves through the blue— 
Binding us in this exquisite haze, 
The vibrant hue of the bond I have with you.
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Oh beloved, to tangle my fingers in your hair, 
As your breath catches on the precipice of thrill, 
While the world blurs into a trance-like affair, 
You, my sweet darling, with a heart so still.
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Feel the warmth of your skin, so delicately fair, 
Against my touch, electric and bold, 
Each mark I leave, a potent prayer, 
A whisper of stories yet to be told.
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I am your keeper, your guide, your flame, 
Respecting the boundaries we’ve endlessly laid, 
Trust earned and given, a blissful claim, 
In this sacred space where ***s gently fade.
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In the embrace of our D/s dance so divine, 
We weave our souls through passion and ***, 
You surrender, and in that, I find, 
A duality of pleasure, a sweet refrain.
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Your submission, a gift wrapped in devotion, 
Gives flight to my dominance, a rare, potent brew, 
An alchemy forged in mutual emotion, 
In depths of surrender—forever true.
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You are the pulse that quickens my heart, 
The look of your eyes, a fierce, raging sea, 
In twilight’s embrace, we never drift apart, 
For in your essence, I am utterly free.
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Each moment with you is a canvas, unconfined, 
Every brushstroke a testament to our sacred vow, 
In the gallery of longing, our bodies aligned, 
We ***t upon our souls, a passionate tableau.
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To bind you, to set you aflame with my glove, 
Is not a cage, but a liberation, a truth— 
A tether of trust, like the stars above, 
As we lose ourselves in this intoxicating youth.
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Every rise and every fall, I am your guide, 
In the labyrinth where shadows intertwine, 
With each crafted scene, our emotions collide— 
In this sanctuary of consent, our spirits align.
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So come to me now, you little cherub of mine, 
In the space between breaths, where time comes undone, 
Let’s taste the sweet essence of pleasure intertwined, 
And in this connection, together we run.
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With every whispered promise, every soft kiss, 
We explore the depth of our passionate plight, 
Through the realm of spirituality, we find bliss, 
In surrender, in trust, in feeling’s sacred light.
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As the night wraps its arms around this sweet quest, 
And the stars hum a soft, sultry tune, 
I am yours, forever, cradled in your chest, 
My little girl, my cherub, beneath the silver moon.
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Remember, my dear, this longing is deep, 
A testament to a bond that neither can break— 
In the silence of night, our desires do seep— 
In the language of souls, love is ours to make.
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🎩  By: OsPando ✍️
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