She bleeds such sweet blood
It tastes of the sky above
It smells of all her love
Sin died in her pure dove
I breathe in her honey smell
Falling through a timeless well
Her voice echoes like a bell
Lips to partake but never tell
I eat her body for strength
Wisdom in her soul I drank
Into fluffy clouds I sank
Songs of love I sang
Hair dark, fair and shining
Siren called down to skin
Smooth as white porcelain
I savor her heart within
Her mind a pool that bubbled up
I sample the waters of her sun
To hear that I'm the only one
These pleasures are never done
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