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My Hands in his's,
looked good,
Untill I discovered,
My hands looks better in his hairs.
And best,
when they draw patterns on his back, with passion filled.
As he used to say, it's the minimal amount of designs, which is shown on the canvas of body,
painting an art untold, and unseen too.•°•°•°•°•°•°•
So here's the first shot! 🤝🏽😜
A few words for this?
YOU ARE READING
Melody Of Night
PoetrySome description of love, desire, And secrets are going to unfold. A book, which will have my (not gonna show anyone) poetries listed in it. So bibliomaniacs plunge into, have a great poesy time.