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This Is The Time I Drink Of You
The satin straps still tied to the bedposts
The silken shimmer of sunrise
Dancing on the gooseflesh
The gentle fan wafts simple breeze
Upon each curve and lock
The matted hair and
Ruined eye makeup
The faint smell of candles
Having been extinguished
The scent of leather
And surrender
And your breath's cadence
In exact rhythm
With the warbling robin
Beyond our den
This is the time I drink of you
The silken shimmer of sunrise
Dancing on the gooseflesh
The gentle fan wafts simple breeze
Upon each curve and lock
The matted hair and
Ruined eye makeup
The faint smell of candles
Having been extinguished
The scent of leather
And surrender
And your breath's cadence
In exact rhythm
With the warbling robin
Beyond our den
This is the time I drink of you
Published 31st Dec 2017
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Anonymous
31st Dec 2017 6:14am
I smile softly with this one...smiles are good...another beautiful piece of ink which can be seen, felt and smelled
Xoxo Taryn
Xoxo Taryn
31st Dec 2017 9:50pm
31st Dec 2017 12:16pm
31st Dec 2017 9:51pm
Anonymous
- Edited 4th Mar 2024 6:45am
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6th Feb 2018 00:02am
I'm not bothered by your presence at all. Thank you for such praise! I'm very pleased to have you following.
