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Gifted
be still baby
and take me in faith
until i fill you
with the moons of my loins
behold the speckled night
as we conjoin lips hips and souls
colliding celestial bodies in
dampened spaces
i want to see your eyes sparkle in
reflections of heaven
as your Sacred Luna cascade over
my crescent's circumference
illuminating me
in creamed clarity
be still and
feel me descend your depths
as you ascend the stars
as we blend and send love
into the ether
by breath..by stroke...
by touch and tenderness
amplified by intent and approach
gaze at your Moon
and swoon to my rhythm
flowing up and down your spine
pressed against our meadow
arms spreading legs...cocked in devotion
like two humans crucified
fucking in divine recognition
of you..my missionary..
eye...your visionary
your Moon....our emissary
feel my ministry
travel and unravel your mysteries
swelling in dimensions
telling tales of my soul
as my tip unfolds future revelations
painting the dark side of
your Moon in hues of
mountainous sentiments
cresting in the deep end of you
nesting..confessing
as i cum heavy in appreciation
into you my endless blessing
under the watchful eye of your Moon
fulfilling prophesy
and take me in faith
until i fill you
with the moons of my loins
behold the speckled night
as we conjoin lips hips and souls
colliding celestial bodies in
dampened spaces
i want to see your eyes sparkle in
reflections of heaven
as your Sacred Luna cascade over
my crescent's circumference
illuminating me
in creamed clarity
be still and
feel me descend your depths
as you ascend the stars
as we blend and send love
into the ether
by breath..by stroke...
by touch and tenderness
amplified by intent and approach
gaze at your Moon
and swoon to my rhythm
flowing up and down your spine
pressed against our meadow
arms spreading legs...cocked in devotion
like two humans crucified
fucking in divine recognition
of you..my missionary..
eye...your visionary
your Moon....our emissary
feel my ministry
travel and unravel your mysteries
swelling in dimensions
telling tales of my soul
as my tip unfolds future revelations
painting the dark side of
your Moon in hues of
mountainous sentiments
cresting in the deep end of you
nesting..confessing
as i cum heavy in appreciation
into you my endless blessing
under the watchful eye of your Moon
fulfilling prophesy
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