In bed you and I
Sweet kisses and caresses
We start making love.
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Thank you, Chuck!😊
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Although I am 77 and my significant other 61, I still love going to sleep with him, feeling him next to me, and the lovely mental and emotional state and the physical state of making love with him. I know most folks probably don’t think that at our ages, there can be a lot of physical attraction and love, but genuine love is so much more than just a physical attraction. So when we make love, it is something truly profound and beautiful. It is the recognition of one soul by another soul and the expression of that recognition of what that person means to us. I don’t intent to ever stop being a lover of this man. He is my best friend; he is my everything. Strangely, we look about the same age, and we are very much in tune in energy and our philosophies of life.
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That’s a very wonderful thing to know! 🙂 Thanks for sharing!
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Ahhh, Mmmm, The Sweet Sounds of love!!
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Thank you.😊
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Lovely
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