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soft breath on my skin with little kisses follows the path of my veins and meets the crossroad to stop at my heart, fluttering fiery and fast blood, hot and thick, drips down the petals her smile makes me skip a beat but what is another heartbeat with you? —to rest in your hands forever an eye among the leaves, shimmering among sunbeams to look in your soul is to fall for eternity but what is an eternity with you? —to find warm love in your gaze night’s veil falls and the flower drowns winter’s chill finds its way between our embrace wills to cool our hearts, to put out our flame or to spark it all the more? fire consumes me, for my body to meet the earth’s depths and i burn, i burn… you kiss my scarred hands tender, slow, healing the blossom opens, water droplets singing she is like a waterfall—so deadly yet so beautiful cools in parching heat yet takes away your last breath peaceful yet chaos rides its stream no man’s place to tame with her hand she cools me, washes off the pain her soft lips meet mine to forget life her voice to cure worries of mind her smell to be at blissful peace her raven hair and eyes of wood with every mark on her body skin against skin sunshine glows inside my rib cage the dark side of the moon met sunlight and never turned away for to be sun-kissed is to be a lost lotus rising from dark waters at sun’s first touch
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Jul 27, 2025
Jul 27, 2025 at 1:41 PM UTC
hoa sen
soft breath on my skin with little kisses follows the path of my veins and meets the crossroad to stop at my heart, fluttering fiery and fast blood, hot and thick, drips down the petals her smile makes me skip a beat but what is another heartbeat with you? —to rest in your hands forever an eye among the leaves, shimmering among sunbeams to look in your soul is to fall for eternity but what is an eternity with you? —to find warm love in your gaze night’s veil falls and the flower drowns winter’s chill finds its way between our embrace wills to cool our hearts, to put out our flame or to spark it all the more? fire consumes me, for my body to meet the earth’s depths and i burn, i burn… you kiss my scarred hands tender, slow, healing the blossom opens, water droplets singing she is like a waterfall—so deadly yet so beautiful cools in parching heat yet takes away your last breath peaceful yet chaos rides its stream no man’s place to tame with her hand she cools me, washes off the pain her soft lips meet mine to forget life her voice to cure worries of mind her smell to be at blissful peace her raven hair and eyes of wood with every mark on her body skin against skin sunshine glows inside my rib cage the dark side of the moon met sunlight and never turned away for to be sun-kissed is to be a lost lotus rising from dark waters at sun’s first touch
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Jul 27, 2025
Jul 27, 2025 at 1:41 PM UTC
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