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just as a poem, a body's reminiscent of cursive canticles written by the hands of it's other half

Noire Rose (HW)         
I could tell you were torn by        
the past, but felt safe yet        
oh so tenderly confused            
It is knowledge of you I crave;        
the weight of me and my        
shadow in you -        
skin candling against your        
warm sepia bourbon tone    
it is undescribable how    
you'd melt under the    
slightest of my fingertips  
you concealed /sealed /        
enclosed me tightly:            
rhythmically - adamant                
consistently - immersively
fuck I adore; you live, wear,    
love suctioning me - please do        
this again, do that again              
and all those little odd things        
you do - yes making me        
love every nano_second;        
calling out each other's        
names frantically - so there'll        
be no others mistaking    
our souls in lifetimes to come        
giving all we had left -        
somehow finding more and        
more to give      
you'll forever sleep and awake    
nakedly on my lips        
Written by Particles_Of_HerII
Published | Edited 9th Jan 2022
Author's Note
She loves this picture it is personable, intimate, it is natural.

For I am a better man.
She loves this picture it is personable, intimate, it is natural.

For I am a better man.

I've dreams that you stayed alive, can oft feel your breaths, smell your distinct aromas and moans I hear.
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