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~ooOoo~My husband is back,Approaching with his devilish grin,Remembering that spot on my neck,That relishes his lips.~~~As his fingers explore me,He reminds me my lover's returned,Caressing my needy flesh,Slipping inside me with ease.It's like he never left, or so I thought,Until his intensity becomes palpable.Kisses bruise, then linger,Squeezing hugs dent my skin,As if he's afraid I might disappear any moment.~~~At night, the shadow of bursa escort war exposes itself.It slips underneath our sheets,Smothering him with the deads' stench,Deafening him with shells.The foul trench claims him once again,Rooting him in the muddy quagmire.~~~With my head resting on his chest,His pounding heartbeats awaken me,Warning me of the soldier,Lying naked beside me.And me without a helmet,I roll away just in time,Avoiding bursa escort bayan the thrashing limbs,Bringing beads of sweat to his flesh.~~~"You're home! You're safe!"I call into the darkness,Penetrating the noise of war,Until his eyes fly open.~~~"You're home. You're safe."Repeating words of comfort,My soul prays peace finds himAs a tear rolls down my cheek.*~~~But his eyes can't see me,Through the battle raging,Replaying in his escort bursa head.So, I make sure he feels me,Stroking his manhood,Pulling him erect,Shifting his focus.~~~I sheath his cock,Bringing him back to reality.He's no longer covered in filth,But his warm, loving wife,Riding him,Showering him with love,Extinguishing his nightmare.~~~I lean forward,My long hair cascading around his face,Providing a curtain from the outside world.Our eyes lock,"You're safe. You're home."~~~This time, he hears me,Casting out this unwelcome bedfellow,Until War returns with the next moon.*Fear not, my husband,For I'll be ready,Fighting with my arsenal of love and understanding.*~ooOoo~