Eureka!

You know Boyfriend, someone asked me today if I wanted to make love to them one time, one last time, for old times sake, for all his worries and you know what I said..

What you ask isn’t mine to give..it’s someone’s faith in me.

And I have never seen anyone so defenseless..

So tell me, does the body win or the spirit? Does the orgasm win or peace? does the flesh win or the soul?


i think it is neither. Love wins..the kind we have ...

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