beautiful
her golden hair wraps
itself, languid
over a pillow
and her eyes
smoulder
they are always
in the bedroom
she breathes out, slowly
her lips part
to let her tongue
wet them
until they glisten
like her sex
everything she does
is perfect
in its sensuality
and i would say
it's calculated
to seduce
except i know
she is unaware
of the magic she possesses
beautiful
her legs open like a gift
and she beckons me down
to breathe in the scent
of her arousal
i am worshipful of her downy thighs
a pilgrim who has found the divine
between the folds
of pinkred and redpink
glorious, she gazes at me
her eyes full of laughter
and wickedness
she is without shame
eden before the fall
her every movement
guiding me through her garden
my paradise
and my tongue can only find its way
to her
and therein
my own sacred bliss
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