Your every pore, my tongue wishes to explore... to know.
Whilst my hands long to touch the nucleus of your soul.
Let my ears hear the harmonies of your unbroken moans.
I shall inhale the sap and nectar of Love's tree, greedily, as your falling flowers' pollen bury me; within a living tomb of ecstasy.
We will see, all of the animals and beasts, we lovers can be; when "Human" nature runs free.
Feb 20, 2021
Feb 20, 2021 at 4:54 PM UTC
Your every pore, my tongue wishes to explore... to know.
Whilst my hands long to touch the nucleus of your soul.
Let my ears hear the harmonies of your unbroken moans.
I shall inhale the sap and nectar of Love's tree, greedily, as your falling flowers' pollen bury me; within a living tomb of ecstasy.
We will see, all of the animals and beasts, we lovers can be; when "Human" nature runs free.