Oct 11, 2016, at 10:03 PM
Princess,
As thou lyest in your beloved's arms,
with the joyous ache of desire
and the slippery wetness of anticipation
lending renewed energy to your embrace,
Know that I too look forward to your
presence
be it naught more than the closeness to share
your thoughts.
To reassure I have no expectations,
Sweet Dreams
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