Purity

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Purity


were it cold,

your Love would be

like fresh falling snow

gracing my grim reality

in pristine powder….

a white whirl

of confection

so sweet on my lips…

your Love adorns

enwraps

enthralls

transformed am I…

made pure…

you cover me

from boots to brim

make beautiful

this common ground

that is me


 

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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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