Summer petals
slow-dipped in orange marmalade soft arced lips dew moist strawberries silken waves of tango dark caramel skin coated with promises night unfolds with clicking heels I surrender to her sweet abyss knowing she’ll be the death of me
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Art….. is the footprint of inner essence – James Carver
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