As the wind
Howls through the tree’s crown So does my love As it bogarts it’s way through the welkin Needing a place to perch; A place to rest as it Bathes within the moon’s silver breath This love is with you This love long’s to gaze upon your hue Relishing in such glorious perfection For even your flaws Are worthy to be appreciated. I cherish all of you Every inch of your mind Every section of your flesh Every ounce of your heart, I need to taste your breath As you perch in my arms Knowing you’re safe here Knowing that my love is as constant As the wetness of water; As warm as the sun’s voice #HerScent#HidesintheBreeze#OdestoMadamDiva
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