Erotica of Joseph
The feel of sweat on my skin
the feel of his waist on mine is like that of a feeling of fantasy beyond my wildest dreams
his touch so romantic like that of the silkiest rose
his kisses like that of a gentle butterfly landing on my arm
his warmth and holding is an overwhelming feeling of comfort and safety
his brown locks of hair smooth like satin sheets
his flat stomoch like an afrodezium
his smile is like gentle love
his bite like a thouseand endorphans rushing to my skin making me shiver all over
my spine exilerating my senses
i feel his gentle love upon me like a spirit
his gentle touch on my skin as he bites me is like a rush of love
his eyes are like mine serious at times but completely in love
he is my lvoer my one my only my love Joseph
please tell me what you think, so i've lost my muse oh well...
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ewww grose i cantbeleve i accualy read that now i must go shoot myself in the head and the image of my friends screwing eachother out of my head (runs away to a closed room....BOOM) ok now its gone good poem way to put your happiness outther
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