Gale
Fulfillment is the prime in every union of equals and pairs. It’s the Garden bestowed in blossom. No cactus sets up space there.
You were relaxing when I responded to your voice mail. Thrilled you hurried to my place.
The dimples on my cheeks were your weaknesses; they seduce every desired man and then incite their sweet simplicity infused in elation that celebrates on predilections passion that light and blow up the flame of lust. The admiration of dreams triumph over your sensual feelings submerging you into wariness once more. Leaving aura in oblivion then relinquishing the gist dissolves into a fascinating experience you will carry on forever.
Lashed, you ravish in lust dived into delight gradually soaring into the pinnacle of lust and its festivity. Mesmerizing the ultimate craving you slithered on the sensual pleasure; when I surrendered and navigated your craving lust to the cave of merriment; gleeful moments exhilarated you discovering the new world of bliss. You were changing, the man in you given away for the first time. I can take you to the universe of bliss again. I can sail you across the lust in ocean again; just knock at my door once and again! Then again!
All days are the days of pleasure and afar. Knock at my door yet again. Let us instigate new merriment Life is akin to a raft. Just navigate in it.
