I feel my emotions bubbling up inside. You are my lover and my soul redeemer, and in you I can confide. Why do those who are so experienced refer to sex as so many things. It's meant for those who love each other because hurt comes with midnight flings. Sex is not f*cking, its not getting it on, or humping. It's all about the hugging, the touching, and the loving. So baby as I look into your eyes, just promise to hold me tight. Lets read each others hearts and souls, and make LOVE all through the night.
Reason for writing:
This is for so many people who take for granted the physical action between two people. The next time you're 'with' some one, ask your self, could I be w/ this person for ever? Sex is not some thing to be abused. Think wisely, and make sure you're ready.
Birth sign: Libra
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