As time
Settles within cells My love’s roots expose themselves Protruding through foot of Forearm hairs While I breathe cold melodies Through brass tool Howling at the moon; Tearing through reminders of noon Hoping to preserve timeless night. Madam I’m here to seduce your heart I plant my words Behind closed eyes To flower within your mind; They are yours only Like my affection #NewAuthor#HerScent#HidesintheBreeze#odestoMadamDiva
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