青 山 之 戀 The Blue Mountain The blue mountain, so lofty and lovely. Are you an old god？ Or a strange spirit? You are so mystic, also so majestic. have a rugged face also a rough temper！ I often see you in a cloudy cloak and hear your angry thunder. You are a young goddess! Or a holy hottie! Because you are so fair, also so fascinating. You have a graceful face also a gracious heart. I often see you in a misty robe and hear your happy laughter. That’s why I love you: love you with all my ardor. I’d always look at you: look at you with full fervor. I’d look at you even while walking on the whole way to my work. I’d love you even while working at the whole time as a clerk. May I go to you, go to woo you? Move around your legs, fumble your skirt? May I crawl to you, then climb you? Rest in your lap, fondle your shirt? Can I embrace you? Rub face with you? Sniff your fragrance, nip your hair and ear? Can I grope you, also probe you? Feel your warmth, finger your underwear? Titillate you. Whisper to you. Hear you titter. See you leer. Lick you, touch lips with you. Taste your sweetness. Hear you murmur. Play with you. Preach to you. Earn your companionship. Enjoy your encouragement. Confess to you. Cry before you. Get your concern. Gain your comfort. Rest with you, live with you; till I am cured, till I am restored. Settle with you, stay with you; settle ever after， stay forever. Then, wither with you, be buried into you; finish my mortal part, free my immortal spirit.
Posted on: Thu, 20 Jun 2013 05:44:37 +0000
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