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In The Garden Of Orchids
Under whisperings of my heart
I lay in the hope of love
The imprint of him still carving up my thighs
In breathless whispers
fingers tracing shadows on the outline of my hips
Back arched against his chest
His breath burning reveries down my spine
as he kissed me again
& always
for the first time
I lay in the hope of love
The imprint of him still carving up my thighs
In breathless whispers
fingers tracing shadows on the outline of my hips
Back arched against his chest
His breath burning reveries down my spine
as he kissed me again
& always
for the first time
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