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Apr 2020
Your hands cupping my face
Strong & grounded
Gaze piercing through me like you'd
Never seen anything more beautiful.
What an honour to know a love like this
You lean in
Your soft lips brush mine
Tastes like love.
The tenderness of a lover
Like bread fresh from the oven
Warm & soft & gentle
Fills up the whole body
As it finally reaches my mouth
A deep sigh releases from my lips
At last,
I am home.
queenofwands
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queenofwands  28/F/Victoria
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