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Love.

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My Love,

Undress me slowly.

Burn every inch of my bare body with the heat of your caresses.

Pull me tightly into you.

Let me feel the hardness and the softness of your love for me.

Let me feel your surrender.

Kiss the breath out of me.

Don’t stop.

Taste me,

Taste every inch of me.

Trace every contour of my body

with your tongue,

with your lips,

with your fingertips.

Explore me.

Take your time.

Linger.

Take my love,

Slowly,

Deeply.

Feel that I am yours.

Hold on tight.

Don’t let go.

Feel my warmth,

feel my passion,

feel my love.

Envelop me,

Take all of me into you.

Absorb me.

Breathe me.

Love me.

Just. Love. Me.

Just love me.

Like I love you.

Emme

A Circle of Two.

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‘At night I dream that you and I are two plants that grew together, roots intertwined, and that you know the earth and the rain like my mouth, since we are made of earth and rain.’ _ Pablo Neruda

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‘How strange

to dream of you

even when 

I am wide awake.’

(David Jones}

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If you asked me, ‘What is love?’

I would have to say, ‘It is arms that always feel like home.’  _ Emme

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‘Once in a while, you find someone who’s iridescent, and when you do, nothing will ever compare.”
― Wendelin Van Draanen

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‘Crawl inside this body, find me where I am most ruined and love me there.’ _ Rune Lazuli

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It’s raining…

The sound of the rain outside…

the sweet smell of the back of your neck…

the stillness…

you inhale as I exhale…

your eyes…so deep…so soulful…

your hands feel soft as you caress my velvety skin…

I feel as if I will explode…

I have never wanted or loved anyone more…

your kiss…

sets my soul on fire…

it takes my breath away…

you pull me tight, close to you…

there are no words…

feeling your skin on my skin…

it is ecstasy…

it is bliss…

It takes my breath away…

all I can say is…

’Hold me tight…show me how you love me…’ _ Emme

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My love for you is like the ocean…so very deep.

’A lover wants only to be in love’s presence,  the ocean whose depth will never be known.’

Rumi