Understanding

Sands of time falling slowly Leaving footprints on my soul Your gentle touch so loving Pulling away so not to get burned Surrender yourself to love Give in to the deeper meaning of the rain Smell the flowers that are blooming from your thoughts Keeping pure while seeking nothingness Knowing nothing and no one is…

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Sunday Morning (18+)

She walks slowly away dragging her finger across the satin sheets of our bed. This is not our typical Sunday morning. Our Sunday is usually filled with countless chores that generally keep us from spending the day basking in our love. Today though we were graced with the pleasure of one another’s company, and it…

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