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Her

Posted on the 01 November 2014 by Ruperttwind @RuperttWind
Her
Oh I love her Light of my day, the dark of my night. Her prowess exonerating my every thought. I fall pray to her naughty taunts I feel tendered in her every smile Like the flower that blooms for the lusty sea winds She blossoms to my every touch Her glances falls not on my body  But far deep they etch on my very being. Her delightful cries ignite me to realms unknown To lands of the addictive divine. My soul and I are but unsullied slaves to her every wish Her ecstasy is the only reward ever desired. I am in love, yes but hooked I am to her Like soul does to soul. Rare a event as the divine comets In love but belongs to her I do As part does to part to make one whole. She is the meaning and the being All that I am and I ever crave to be In this life and much beyond the grave Meant to be we are, to be together we are. Oh my dear heavens. How I love her.  How I wish I could put them all in words With nothing more ever left to say. Her

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