Sunday Observer - - YOUTH SECTION -

One look in your eyes, giv­ing pas­sion a new face. Touch­ing your body, emo­tions erupt­ing, Adrenalin gives race. I can hear your heart beat­ing, as your blood starts to race. our bod­ies in­ter­laced from the in­side, You can feel me within I'm so deep, en­trenched in you as your brace. Plea­sure is pain, and its writ­ing across your face, the slower we go, the fur­ther your mind goes, to that dis­tant place. As your hips whine, my waist line sets the pace, as my mind plays rewind I press for­ward, like the present is time and I'm liv­ing it in real-time still amazed by your grace. I’m think­ing of you wish­ing you were here rem­i­nisc­ing about your lips the sweet scent of your hair our tongues touch­ing my mouth, breath­ing in your air our bod­ies so close; tem­per­a­tures so hot, we melt the air as our flesh mesh dis­tance dis­ap­pears I can feel your heart­beat, the feel­ing in­sane, two bod­ies be­com­ing one as you take me in vein Your body par­a­lyzed by my tremors I whis­per your name you pulling me in closer deeply im­paled by my frame your plea­sure is mine its ours all the same two soul-mates to­gether we re­main. First off, this is a dec­la­ra­tion of my love for you! There’s surely no mis­take. And if you’ll be my lover, a prom­ise; Our lives will be filled with tea and cake. There is noth­ing I wouldn't give you. Just take it! My heart, my mind, my soul. My money, I’ll give it. Take the credit card too! Your hap­pi­ness is my only true goal. But more than that; I’ll give you laugh­ter. We will be laugh­ing all the time. And when I make you fan­tas­tic din­ners, Our laughs will mix with wine. Oh, I know I can make you happy! Let me love you, for good­ness sake! And if you’ll be my lover, my dear,

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