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Lust
Lust There was sweat on My brow, beads of them as I approached Her.. I was a young Man,still green..She was a mature Woman.. like the long blades grow free in the lush of nature.. My hand in Hers,She took Me into Her warmth.. nervous,shy You could hear grass grow in the quite of My fear.. in the silence of My lust, I knew nothing. as We rolled in the dew of sex.. as I fumbled and groped,in some instinctive wisdom entrusted Myself fully to Her..She set our bodies in a fluid motion, My virginity now neatly cut. We spent days as I explored the fresh sweet air of Us, It was then I became a Man. I learned how You hold a flower,How You manicure the stem how You water the soil..how You delicately hold the pedals.. it was then I became a gardener, A gardener<b> worthy </font></b>to tend a garden so vital.. It was then I learned how to love a Woman... You can't expect to be Old & Wise..If You were never Young & Crazy!!! |
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Nicely written!
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Just like to say your one sexy looking man
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