Wednesday, March 22, 2023

The Morning That Sprouted Out Of The Last Night's Love.... Comments

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Last night I slept, and when I woke her kiss still floated on my lips. For we had strayed together in my bed, through some dim glade of pillows, where the shy lamp beams scarce dared light our bliss...

Cheek pressed to cheek, her firm nipples were my anchorage..
Like a block of ashes, she easily crumbled upon my touch till sleep stole her eyes.......
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