Nov 2014
Such intense pleasure grows out of the Soul potted in phase shift Soil.
The Heavens watered her petals to bloom, flowers of everlasting peaceful serene.
I am drawn into calming bliss, basking in her intoxicant solution of fragrance ~ wafting in the wisp-ers of wind, rising my eyes to the heart of her mind.
*My humble Soul shudders ~
The Heavens watered her petals to bloom, flowers of everlasting peaceful serene.
I am drawn into calming bliss, basking in her intoxicant solution of fragrance ~ wafting in the wisp-ers of wind, rising my eyes to the heart of her mind.
*My humble Soul shudders ~
Written by
NuurSeraph
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