Awaiting the satin luck
Tune of peaceful bliss
Caressed in dreams
Absolutely his
Sworn to yearn
Breathless without stirs
Wrapped in delight
Absolutely hers
Torn from realm
Blinded by oath
Embraced in passion
Absolutely both
Edge of Becoming
Looking down from the edge, I feel bravery rise inside the vastness— alarming echoes of the past ringing through my chest. I take a brea...
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If I sat quietly inside my mind, I might be able to pinpoint the absolute. If I stir up the passions and beauty of all that I feel, I could... -
My lips are wet, tasting the honey of passion. Moist and tender to touch, sensuous prowling for desire. Enter the suggestions I have see... -
My mind cleared and opened up My senses rose to new heights My understanding formed trueness My breath swept away clouds My touch embraced...
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