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Strange and beautiful is the way she moves. I am enchanted like a snake watching the flute.
Elegant and with purpose. I hold my breath as I trace the outline of her body with the fingers of my mind. Grace, fluid like water that has come to life and dances to some unheard song. Hypnotic, sensual. Every move seems somehow a ballet of pure emotion raw and refined at the same time. Time is gone. nothing exists but her. I drown in a sea of want as my heart is ablaze with passion. I am frozen as she turns and smiles. Her eyes hold all the answers to questions I have never asked. Her smile makes me question my existence. Honest and beautiful a smile that could change a man to his core. My heart hurts. Power, strength. I see it all in her eyes. I long to be close. I long to whisper promises in her ear. she is all I crave. Fear gone. Hope gone. All I feel is now. To hold her is to hold the world in my hands. Her touch makes all fade away. Doubt, fear ,anger. there is only her in front of me and that's all I need. It is in this moment I am bare. No pride just love. Soul open, eager. Fully honest with your hopes. A home not yet built. Children not yet born. I feel it all. I know