as a wave you wash over me i relish in the caress you ebb on and i am content upon the sand deep, nourishing water can never be held in two small hands possession is an illusion your home is a divine vastness and there you belong
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jordan lockaby
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See Allgaze locks and hearts open, into an embrace soft like moss promise me you'll listen to yourself promise me you'll try blueberry kisses one spring afternoon buds unfurl, leaves splay open and we melt i
healing wounds and sweetly tending to our traumas embracing the tiny me, the tiny you the innocent ones the chink in the armor i allow you to touch a crack in the halo i turn to reveal these blemishes
soft eyes pale face sweet embrace mesmerize tantric touch electric lips handfuls of the intimate this moonbeam light chocolate dream melting stars girl being seen spirit breath humid teeth night air t
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