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our souls connected. instantly. he feels like home. like he understands my heart. his dreams had become mine. i envisioned holding his hand as he soared into the future. his laughter is like pure gold, melting dripping seductively encasing my insides. i could feel his hands on me. loving me from head to toe. -i love to love you baby-endeavering to heal old wounds. collecting his tears. how does one feel safe in the virgin experience of being held by you. where is your mind? where have your thoughts gone? your lips. sweet like warm syrup. brilliant as a vehicle for your soul to explode. i kept checking for you. hoping our eyes would meet from across the room. that i'd turn around to your yet unseen smile. that your strong arms would embrace my waist as you breathed me in. that your voice would be on the other end. that you were addicted to me. pursuing me. wanting me. needing me. blue balls of expectation. had to release on my own. again.