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Jun 2012
Tasting the smell of you....
Feeling through your eyes.


Nothing more intoxicating,
than the blasphemy of your touch.

Nothing more serene,
than dancing beneath the diamond- flecked black of the night sky.

Your breath resuscitating,
sugary sweet heat brushing against my sensitive skin,
creamy bursts of your human breeze against my neck...

~savoring~

Each and every moment,
the ion induced second,
frozen in time.
Written by
Leone Sayers
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