…whispering for my lips as they’re pressed to your neck, wet with your wanting my spirit breathes into your chest. My fingertips melt into the mesh of your sex, your skin sweats against my soul as it edges towards your nest, a caress like star shine lights your flecked stealth, my wealth of kisses stream your consciousness, my love a reflection in Orion’s sky blinding belt; anything but reckless, the inevitable connection of my blessed on your flesh, I can help you sleep baby I was born to help you rest…

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