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| Kutee..You look so beaituful this morning. Radiant as usual. I wish I could exchange places with the chapman you are nursing.. I envy the drink this moment..for freely, reaching the inner recesses of an incredibly beautiful woman.. | |
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| You have a way of not knowing these things....it feels good though..I know perfectly well, what it is. Just being you is all that counts. The transformation that courses through my system, my body, my heart..eclipse all else. The serendipity that brought you my path, is blessed!! Deep inside... | |
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| What do I do with this guy now..... | |
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| ..the 17 year old boy..in me comes alive..Ready to shine and polish my jars of life..to reflect my heart to you, perfect, refined and in rhythm with the music of your heart ..a timeless dance of hearts!!! | |
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