I wish I were not drawn to you so; However, our needs cascade upon this world as falling stars on a midnight meadow. Could you ever really know who I am? Would it matter? You don't even really know who you are, what your really made of. And this delightful anxiety spills into the inner precariousness of myself. Were it not for the skin on my body I would melt into the very air you breath. You make me feel...isn't that enough? Where else would we want to go from here and is this a foolish desire filled with hope or a happy coalition of a pandering Id for a sojourned soul? Where does our very balance walk? Between my boyish stupidity or your elegant beauty? Was salty mud ever meant to adorn the finest crushed purple velvet? This muddy existence of mine would taint truer Saints-the vile ineptitude of false gallant would grey the bluest sky . No, my thoughts will forever be a sun to the moon of your loving potential. We will for ever dance around the same earth, never really greeting one another and for my selfish soul... There will be the comfort of your softer being. Farewell!!! Though we have never met I know you... Farewell!!! Though we have never kissed I will miss you so tenderly.. Farewell.. I am ready sexual encounters.
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