Hey loves, for your eyes is this creation…
For a dawn to be a deeper shade of orange she would have to smile. Allow me to stare into her mystery and become vulnerable before me, allow me to hold her close to my heart and we will dance to its rhythm. She will allow my hand to pick every part of her being that dared to break away and watch me stitch them back to place. She will then smile again and in her eyes, dawn will turn into an even richer shade of orange.
She will then allow me to watch all her grace unfold. Within her I will experience love as gentle as the underwaters. I will watch her erupt with peace and all the lava will create oceans of joy. There, she will teach me what it means to feel and to allow others to feel. Through a woman, I will learn what love is and in her hands, I will experience it in all its rawness.
My woman, she will touch gently and without any subtlety she will own my lips. Her being will occupy my space and fix my being into hers and together we will have created a universe. She will hold fort when I am keeping us and without waiver she will clean me when I find my way home. Her lips will drunkenly assure us of all safety there is in our existence. In her touch I will experience inter-galactic ecstasy, and there I will have found heaven.
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