My Life My Spring

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    My Life My Spring

    I smile from ear to ear my dear spring.  You make me want to write naughty things.  I better behave but I feel I must for you are now my passion.  Seldom felt such feelings of rapture.  In your arms I belong for now and ever after.  Sovereign princess and queen of all things for life’s new blood you bring to so far a field this gentleman calling.  I your noble dark knight and you my lady fair to the dragon’s keep I shall ever more rescue you from the clinches of perils old and new.

    Never fear for I see the stars in your eyes that make me smile and filled me with contentment.  You are a beautiful soul that lit the fires which makes the flames burn as the Sun kneels down at your feet and kiss the other stars. 

    I can kiss you from head to toe while I stop in the middle to linger awhile and nibble till senses explode in ecstasy.  Toes tasted none wasted as spring coos with joyful delight. Kitty cat licked as if I the child engulfing a lollipop for the first time.
    Hearing the call of the wild the soldier stands firmly waiting bonding between fertile soils Phallic member covered by skin of pink as warm as a quilt blanket on a cold winter's night.

    Friction causes heat to rise and fall as I give spring my all for a night of true intimacy.  Sweat runs down my back and spring’s lips quivers from the body’s motion in synchronization. Rhythm moves to the beat as circular motions to twist and turn to make fires burn intensely. 

    A ferocious flame consumes the bed as bodies entwined as I find spring deeply moving.  I roar as the lion do to mark territorial grounds on secret shores once more.  Warding off all other suitors while backs arched as pink walls penetrated.  “Yes! ” Spring cries as she closes her eyes for moments never achieved extremely. 

    The lion roars and the jungle trembles.  The room spins and heads become dazed.  A warm sensation comes over as teeth clinched for romance release its fury.  I look deeply into spring’s eyes and I see God and no other likewise.  Spring moves me like none before and ever since I adore her.  Comforted by spring we snuggle while passion comes to its natural conclusion.  As the morning rises I still see the stars in her eyes for neither feelings lost or regrets do I.  Treasured the time I knew for all the things you do. The sky is no longer the limit for I have reached heaven still on earth.

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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