Sticky sweetness coating my hands as I tore the flesh of the fruit,
The air filled with a musky scent, I softly caress the tender skin.
A dreamy haze, A million ways,
To make me addicted to you.
As love is a two way street, I know you feel this for me
Every order I give, your honour. Listen, follow, obey,
Or fall to the oceans of sulfur.
Revelations 22:13. We are the Alpha, We are the Omega.
The bittersweet taste of our union, my rock, my mate, the foundation on which I stand.
Knotted together eternally.
Verses to be quoted generations from now.
- E.R.M.
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The melding of fruit to love to religion. A wonderful write
Excellent write
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