Rapture
In this, my final mortal moment As the layered veil of secrets Like my breath, sure and softly drawn Beneath my pale and frightened gaze As my clay-sculpt feet are slowly and with love gently lowered...
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I want you every second, every minute, every hour of the day I am flooded by an agony… a physical longing for you… brought to my knees by a craving for your nearness and your touch. Through...
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