Silky sheets wrap around my skin while lying next to you, with the deepest tones of purple’s blend, obstructing us from view.
Each finger tip caresses me, massaging every curve; my body shutters pleasurably, tap dancing on my nerves.
Bellflowers blooming here, you’re like a scavenger; heavy breathing in my ear, making love to lavender.
S.T.
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