Tasting your touch
My body craving
Eager flesh devouring
Your silken caresses
Our souls embraced
What once was lost
Completed & whole
Tasting your touch
My body craving
Eager flesh devouring
Your silken caresses
Our souls embraced
What once was lost
Completed & whole
Birds make great sky circles of their freedom
How do they do it?
They fall
And in falling, they’re given wings
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