I've been searching for you all of my life. You are not afraid to feel submission, but rather fear you may never find one that makes feeling it completely, possible.
You are not the love of my life but the desire of it. I have burned in passion ever since I first thought of you and I will burn more painfully from the moment you touch its flame willingly, for eternity.
You are not concerned with the basic statistics of my life. As you can see I've omitted them and for good reasons. Those reasons are common, not sinister. If what I've written doesn't satisfy you for now, nothing will.
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