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His smell on my clothes and skin; petrichor...

Clears the ground and fills the sky.

His thunder rolls in my stomach,
  Lightening hands.

Tongue and groove, and well timed beat,
In perfect harmony, you came with me.

Celestial beings cry when you awaken my sacrel chakra.

Never releasing.

Holding and remaining in pure...
...bliss
Sky_dancer
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