Dear Dom,

There are memories burned into my heart so vividly that they feel like yesterday. Us, side by side, smoking off tunnels like it was second nature—eyes locked, breath held, counting down in silence like we shared one mind. And then there was storming Banana, pushing through with nothing but grit, trust, and whatever weird synergy we’ve always had. It wasn’t just games. It was us. The rhythm we found together in those moments—reckless, fearless, alive—it still echoes in me.

I’ve been thinking a lot lately, about how far back we go. From those early days when life was just simpler, to the messier, more complicated years. Through it all, you’ve been the one constant. The one person who’s known every version of me—and somehow never walked away. Not when I was quiet, loud, lost, or completely off my game. You stayed.

In silken shadows, where desires weave,
Your whispered commands, I gladly receive.
Bound in your gaze, no chains need to hold,
For in your presence, I’m fearless, bold.

Your touch, a promise, both tender and fierce,
Guiding my soul through pleasure's pierce.
A master of rhythm, of power, of grace,
Each pulse of your heart, my world you embrace.

Lips that command, eyes that ignite,
In the dark, you lead, in the day, you’re light.
I yield to your will, my lover, my king,
For in your control, my soul takes wing.

The dance of surrender, a game we both play,
In your arms, I find peace, night or day.
Love wrapped in leather, soft yet so strong,
With you, my desire finds where it belongs.

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Put this on the profile of people who are known/wanted terrorists
that were involved in the September 11th, 2001 attacks. ●▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬♥๑۩۩๑♥▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬●

+rep nice ♥♥♥♥

Have a great weekend!