slowly tracing lines
along life and heart
delicate lotuses and vines
swirling
highlighting sex
making it darker
fuller
with lush leaves
more beautiful than reality
dots leading a path to fate
circling, spiraling the head
ringed in memories
stained lines to tell stories
each a mark of where
skin has touched skin
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Simple serene and beautiful Eila, just like you. 10 from loving the romantic in you, Tai