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Profile
- Gender
- Man
- Looking For
- Woman
- Country
- United States
- Location
- Iowa, Council Bluffs
- Marital Status
- Divorced
- Height
- 5 ft 9 in / 176-178 cm
- Body Type
- Athletic
- Race
- Caucasian
- Religion
- Spiritual
- Profession
- Clerical (Office/Shop)
About Me
Lucky is the man who is the first love of a woman, but luckier is the woman who is the last love of a man.
I want to touchthe sharp tasteof the moment in betweenthe second just beforethe place wherethe breath catchesin anticipation.It's the scent of heat held in the airbetween two mouthsreaching for each other, hungry.The shine of moisture on slightly parted lipsjust beforeit melts intothe wetness of the other.It is the skin that tingleswaitingfine hairs at attentionreachingaching.It is the places that have not yet been touchedbut know they will be.It is the smooth, quivering palenessof the inner thighas the outer is stroked and kneaded.The muscles of the abdomen tighteningthe back arching slightlybeggingcome herequicklyslowly.There, in that momentdo not take your eyes from mine.I am hereawake1 amreachingto bemet.Do not touch me and keep your soulout of your fingertips.Die into meor do not come into me at all.Ever after is in this momenthappily or not.Sacrifice the daydream.Dare to hold the desirefor a great love.
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.I want to know what you ache forand if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.It doesn’t interest me how old you are.I want to know if you will risk looking like a foolfor lovefor your dreamfor the adventure of being alive.
I want to touchthe sharp tasteof the moment in betweenthe second just beforethe place wherethe breath catchesin anticipation.It's the scent of heat held in the airbetween two mouthsreaching for each other, hungry.The shine of moisture on slightly parted lipsjust beforeit melts intothe wetness of the other.It is the skin that tingleswaitingfine hairs at attentionreachingaching.It is the places that have not yet been touchedbut know they will be.It is the smooth, quivering palenessof the inner thighas the outer is stroked and kneaded.The muscles of the abdomen tighteningthe back arching slightlybeggingcome herequicklyslowly.There, in that momentdo not take your eyes from mine.I am hereawake1 amreachingto bemet.Do not touch me and keep your soulout of your fingertips.Die into meor do not come into me at all.Ever after is in this momenthappily or not.Sacrifice the daydream.Dare to hold the desirefor a great love.
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.I want to know what you ache forand if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.It doesn’t interest me how old you are.I want to know if you will risk looking like a foolfor lovefor your dreamfor the adventure of being alive.
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