heavenly tingling stars, awake beyond loves sight...
I like jam and I like toast, but I like to jam on the toast the most...
stars, moons, and rainbows, but mostly - dust bunnies...
voices searching for soft filtered love,
and vibrating hot desire, like alms in a beggars cup...
As rose petals surely die - i found hot desire: in your sweet voice, delicious soft lips, amorous eyes, fingertips, and love’s silky dew...
Silky muttering mistresses, living in hot delicious dreams, with soft unbearable schemes, churning music- breathing – splinters, believing in vain, as love seething heart laughs…
roses - souffle
delicious - hot - silky desire - ending in silience -as love laughed softly
tonight - beyond heavenly silky soft curves - I will awake your desires - as we star crossed lovers touch...
hot desire - love flows - on soft silky skin - deliciously smile
laughing, wine-ing, silky glossy words, selling hot delicious fleshy desire as soft earthly passion lights love…
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