This blue night
And sky full of stars.
Your hand in mine
Is trembling like a flower.
A gentle touch,
Sighs in the silent room.
It is all too much.
Violet islands bloom
On the wet skin,
Red stripes are across them.
Nobody will win.
Love doesn't know a blame.
In whiskey-colored eyes
There is just tenderness.
No deadliest lust,
Feelings are in a mess.
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Author:
Li Yanmey (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 28th, 2025 04:51
- Category: Erotic
- Views: 9
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Comments2
It is the confusion in a relationship that gives it flavor. Savor the moment. A lovely write
Thank you!
Well written and expressed
Thank you!
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