My imagination filters reality and imbues her with a transcendence no living breathing person should have to live up to.
Our intimacy fosters an illusion of nonphysical distance.
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My heart inclines to awe. It isn’t diminishing myself but magnifying her.
When my masochism blends with my surrender it is easy to picture her aglow with pure uncontainable power.
Originally posted 2007-03-04 20:56:38.
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