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Jan 2022
The fire flickered and the thick smoke filled my lungs,
witnessing you witnessing me,
like living art.
Your brown eyes softly pierce into my soul.
Your tender touch and your silken skin,
golden like honey and cinnamon.
Medusas gaze had me enchanted,
lost in the moment and you.
Then the words so delicately roll off your tongue...
"Do you want me?"
And I echo
 "Yes."
Not merely on a physical level.
The layers to which those words penetrated my heart had deeper meaning.
earthchild
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earthchild  31/F/Planet Earth
(31/F/Planet Earth)   
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