#Bed chronicles 1

Feel my hardened Nipples.

My saddened eyes demand.

Like roses wet with dew drops,

your breathe tickles acroos my skin

like the breeze sweeps across the ground,

kisses the rose petals ,

the beauty of your smile touches my soul.

Your voice weakens my knees

I mourn in agony

I want you desperately

Please do not leave me begging

Do not let the fire in me consume me.

 

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