Your caress
Was here with me yesternight Traces of pink petals were everywhere And it felt so right So serene Holding you near With all my might Gazing into your eyes Gentle hands cupping your face Before my lips taste Your delicate forehead’s center place Your caress Is by far the best; only one I crave Like winds from East and West #NewAuthor#HerScent#HidesintheBreeze#odestoMadamDiva
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