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Sexual Soul Mates [poetry] | Musings of Laura Bock
The memory of our sexual union is a constant temptation to me You’re ingrained in my body and soul We are forged from the loins of the gods Sexual soul mates I remembered you the first moment I felt your Strong hands upon my soft, pale naked skin I cannot forget your touch, it is etched in my memory Pure sensual and sexual perfection together as one This is the only way we can be together Consummating our lust and desire for each other For only a few stolen hours…