Deep Inside
Brushed these words but what are they; if be she silence ?
Lying atop love's summer sands; the softness of her breast
Whispering this truth, your beautiful, into her heart; warmth
Tasting our love she knew; much more then merely physical
Kissing gently, the loveliness of her light; lost in velvet skies...
Tranquils touch her cherry lips an oceans mist; dreams she is.
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