Petals In The Grass

Roseate Lips

Roseate lips
That call my name
Breath of desire
Speaking ever softly

Indigo eyes
Drawing me near
Staring so mildly
Must not make her blink

Waxen skin
Pacifies my passion
No colors are needed
Longing to touch

Long dusky hair
Pliant and flowing
Cries out for my fingers
Crying ever slight


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