Love’s Fertile Field

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Love’s Fertile Field

her lips adore

his fingertips

seductively lick to tease

a taste of future gifts -

smiling to see

wanton wonder she brews

in his adoring

darkening eyes

an electric blaze, their gaze

expectant, long

though minds deny

hearts, in secret, sense

the depth

of Love’s devotion

he, seed

she, soil

how rich and ready

their fallow field

furrows await

their tender sowing

by desire nourished

by love well-laved

how sweet the fruit will be

that future yields

beneath their long-loved

luscious light


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The easy description is:Six foot four20-21 stone *280 lbs+*Silver blond hairWhite goateebald on top, full on the sidesI’m large... fast on my feetand built like a brick shithousebut, with a heart as soft as warmc

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