The last of God's angels
Presence that gracefully push lungs into cessation
Beauty that beckons radiantly in the dark
Immense, Intense
Innocent
Winding curves of silk
Gently strewn upon the ****** skin of creation
Mental fingers running from head to toe
Burning, Learning
Yearning
Coitus whisperings of Heaven
Fabrics slowly cascade with ******** revelation
Tempting Temptress of the moon-lit night
Mentality, Physicality
Carnality
Jan 9, 2011
Jan 9, 2011 at 7:03 AM UTC
The last of God's angels
Presence that gracefully push lungs into cessation
Beauty that beckons radiantly in the dark
Immense, Intense
Innocent
Winding curves of silk
Gently strewn upon the ****** skin of creation
Mental fingers running from head to toe
Burning, Learning
Yearning
Coitus whisperings of Heaven
Fabrics slowly cascade with ******** revelation
Tempting Temptress of the moon-lit night
Mentality, Physicality
Carnality
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