Feeling Of Intimacy
some indulged incense is existed,
that's right, flowering season
has passed a long ago,
but it has left the
shy touches,
some
firefly's glow, few evaporated moment !
abandoned scales as transparent
memories, blow out the
candles, emotional
fumes, some
dried
tuberose, few dazzling wet drops on
edge of trembling lips, potent
silence of twilight, life is
impatient until, God
knows only the
desires of
gloom,
may be the dream will emerge in the
late night, borrowing your
somatic fragrance
soaked into
the
fascinated indefinitely love - - - - - - -
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