Sunrise at the pier

She loves me

Often she expresses to me how I am the man of her dreams

and how no one has ever touched her the way that I have

But I believe this is only because they haven’t attempted to go beyond her surface

That night, I did more than rub her curves.

I massaged her soul.

I caressed her mind.

I accepted her energy as part of my own.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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