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Am I a semi necrophilia? 68 degrees of please just let me in you. The feel I get when I plunge into your depths. Every nerve screams oh no but I’m the one that’s gone. When I enter into you, not only is it you that knows but everyone within a mile radius knows. I can not take my time entering into your frigidness that would be a slow death. However, I will take my time once in you exploring your every nook and cranny. I will feel you chill me to my bones. I will taste you and you will be all over me. It will be hours I’ll spend with you in you by you. I’ll not leave you until my body refuses to cooperate. I will only leave you, when my core temperature is at a danger at reaching yours. Not too many can handle this love that border line obsession. The love is a brisk painful yet pleasurable encounter. To jump in head first is like removing the Bandaid quickly. To slowly tread into your depths is like a death of a thousand cuts. Yes, I know better then to take my time getting into you. I never wish to leave once in. No matter the time of the day or the day of the month, the season. You stay a very stable 68 degrees. My love fro you and all your others keep me coming back for more and more. I’m the first one in and the last one out. Fresh water creek swimming is a life long passion of mine. TO be as shriveled as a raisin, shaking and purple, dethawing to the sound of crickets will I believe always be my things.

- Natasha Gilbert