There are many things I love to do to feel the pulse of life.
- Hold a throbbing cock and bring it to ejaculation.
- Hear a vocal orgasm escape his breath.
- Take someone's pulse - under their wrist. (I work in healthcare.)
- Run with someone and hearing their heavy breathing along with mine.
- Feeling my or his rhythms during sex.
- Sing with others.
- Eat a warm meal with my people.
- Have a passionate persuasive conversation.
- Spoon and cuddle.
- Coo with a baby.
- Cry without restraint in another's arms.
- Look into another's eyes while both of you weep.
- Ride a crowded bus or train.
- Yoga poses where I grab my ankles, turn inward, or am close to the ground.
Alot of these things send chills up my spine.
Time stands still.
I am transported.
And I feel like I am close to or with the pulse of life.
- Hold a throbbing cock and bring it to ejaculation.
- Hear a vocal orgasm escape his breath.
- Take someone's pulse - under their wrist. (I work in healthcare.)
- Run with someone and hearing their heavy breathing along with mine.
- Feeling my or his rhythms during sex.
- Sing with others.
- Eat a warm meal with my people.
- Have a passionate persuasive conversation.
- Spoon and cuddle.
- Coo with a baby.
- Cry without restraint in another's arms.
- Look into another's eyes while both of you weep.
- Ride a crowded bus or train.
- Yoga poses where I grab my ankles, turn inward, or am close to the ground.
Alot of these things send chills up my spine.
Time stands still.
I am transported.
And I feel like I am close to or with the pulse of life.
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