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    Take Me Away

    Take me away. Take me between your crisp sheets and into your hot shower. Where we bathe together  beneath the hot downpour.    Take me away  to ageless fun  where timeless love exists, and love it is we share, I've fallen for you,   so take me away to that cozy home, and...

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    Romantic Thunder

    The thunder of our heartbeats boom when we connect eyes. That romantic thunder between us,with flashes of lighting in our eyes, that spark then created between us,sets alight our flame of passion. And within this flame,our reluctances consumed, we embrace and the heat...

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    With Lips Embraced

    Embrace me so I can hear you breatheinto my ear.I can do this all night with you.Holding you in my arms,you running your fingertipsacross my skin, as the experience turns us on and passions ignite,our flame being stoked by both our effortsto...

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    Consumed

    I am consumed within the jaws of something  that I do not understand.    Consumed by a thing  called psychosis. Eaten alive by my own mind.    Consumed and dissolved by this poison.  My judgment is disintegrating.   Consumed with bite marks on my soul,  scars of the past haunt me still. Now...

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    Young Still

    Young still I am.  Though old I feel.    The youthful blushes once there, now forever gone.    The fresh feeling of being young, replaced with the depression of aging.    How can I get it back? Not my youth I mean,   but the feeling of it. That sense of having...

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    • Beautifully penned, Daniel. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Middle age is peculiar. You are neither young nor old and yet both. It is a window through which you can see — what was, what is, and will be. How will you choose to look through the glass?

      I am in the same position, my friend. Excellent piece!

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