Perfumed Words …… Cinnamon.
Flowing out of your
golden-white lips.
They sound like dreams come true.
Surfing your ocean of skin...
feels like blankets on featherbeds.
What will that love taste like?
A life-affirming inferno,
that can burn away
my logic and my soul.
What will that love taste like?
A life-affirming inferno,
that can burn away
my logic and my soul.
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