Jul 25
I part the sheets,
Softly, as if unveiling a sacred truth.
Your skin, a canvas of devotion,
I trace each line, worshiping every inch,
A believer reborn in the grace of your touch.
Softly, as if unveiling a sacred truth.
Your skin, a canvas of devotion,
I trace each line, worshiping every inch,
A believer reborn in the grace of your touch.
