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Savoring You
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Favorites Your hair is a riot of satin rope
Spread out across ivory pillows
Your kisses spin time into sheer silk curtains
Blowing softly in the night breeze at our open window.
Your breath spills fog from fingertips
That observe like eyes,
Carving wayward paths between flesh and bone
Taking the grapes of our passion and pressing them into wine
Melting into one another like the wax of a candle
And avidly savoring the nectar of carnality.
Love iiiiiiit! Sorry I haven't gotten around to posting some comments n.n'; but now since I have nothing else to do, I'll do it now!