Friday, October 9, 2009


You complete me.
My weaknesses,
completed in your strength.
My uncertainity,
steadied by you, unwaivering.
Your hands, firm and careful,
Complete my hands, gentle and sure.
Your arms are filled by my body.
Your lips fit perfectly with mine.
Your body is firm and strong,
my body is soft and lovely.
And when you hold me,
my body feels even softer.
I mold into you.
I complete you.

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