slowly, — his gaze canvassed down
to the mystery of her fluidly feeling

there are no shortcuts, —
his psychic is unlocked instantly

dimension of ecstasy
enraptures him to the deepest desire

the astral embodiment of her yoni
springs on him, sweet like a flower

her-giving is in intimacy of his rustle
in the deep insatiability of his breath

is a harmony of the event’s testimony
in a voyage over bridges of thoughts

each gesture and touch is Rhine falls
in the torch climax of the passion

the words’ personality moves their lips
beyond of their heartbeat’s silhouette

she’s ready, — wants him, he knows it is
her poem’s air… shelter of his butterflies

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎

subject, — Lady Rose 🎨 by Carmen

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