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her bare shoulder pressed upon my lips, a lotus flowering between my fingertips /
she undresses and she is the sun, golden, glistening /
she lets the silk slip from her hips, and gently i want to ravish them, ever so softly /
her freckles fit perfectly beneath my palms, her cheeks glow pink in the moonlight /
she bares her neck to me, and my heart stops—

and her reddened skin whispers her tender secrets into my mouth, one by one /

i am coming undone





// this is the first poem i've
written in months, all inspired
by an angel on earth. love u guys
💗💗🌷

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