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In My Naked Hours

My Rock

In My Naked Hours

Like uncut gems rare and beautiful full of clarity
you can see it’s brilliant color laser fire filled with desire and ecstacy 
the color of red for the blood that bleeds in life in death
the color of blue like the ocean of passion so very deep
the color of green like the valley so flowing so wide so intriguing 
the color of purple for the mountains that reach to eternity 
the color of amber for the richness of your soul I may never really know
In my most vulnerable time in my weakest moments I found you
You are so rare so unique and so very precious you make me feel alive
like the uncut diamond so vivid so strong so brilliant in all my naked hours
a gem hardest to find and hardest to figure out
You fill me up with pleasures 
a real treasure I have found in you for you in me we become the salt of the earth that survives
you are magical unlike kryptonite you are real and more powerful 
So hard the touch I hold you in my hands near my breasts your super powers take over
you give me love unlike any other ever known
my rock I may lay you down but I won’t let you go
I want to keep you near always in my naked hours

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