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As far as I am able to "feel" you.. I am able to feel so freely to share...it is a beautiful thing....making love...self gratification..and a woman's body...she is like a sacred temple to me...I notice the minutest of things about her....perhaps her stance...the shape of her ears...how she breathes when I have made love to her...the feel of her hand on my thigh...her hair...how it splays across her forehead...the way she holds her coffeecup..the shape of her feet...and her eyes... eyes get me most of all...they turn to a liquid pool of heat and want.... when she has been satisfied...they are so smoldering prior to this..I LOVE to look down into her soul when she is spread before me...like a delectable picnic...mine for the taking...ravishing her earlobes...the sides of her neck..while my hand trails softly down the underside of her arm laying above her head..to her armpit...and down...our eyes locked....mine as soft blue sky that turn deeper blue with my rapture...and the heat exudes...we lie close...burning one another's searing flesh...as my butch hands (soft yet strong) "map" her..every little fold...every corner..every deep, dark secret place....hmmmmmm...I am....getting carried away here...swept by the sea of want...and desires... carried like a roiling sea to ecstacy...she is silent beauty...she is ever still yet her flesh tears me up inside...as only a woman will...and I long to be in her "there"...where it is like a home...only no home I have ever known....it is there...and only there I am complete...one within her.......where souls combine and hearts beat as one...she is beauty....she is rapture..she is woman... she is mine