to breathe
in your aura
the smell of your hair
the rough of your chest
peek a boo huff in your voice
the way you look down
to catch my breasts
in your hungry mouth
to breathe a past
and let it go
floating like ashes
when we were lovers
and we were kings
but time is not a lady
who waits for those who fear
of losing life
to breathe a future
where i am lost
without my lover
without my king
did you go away from me
to make me kneel
and see me bend
in the blackness of
night’s bitter drink
words less spoken 
I enjoy all of your posts, but this one? Perfect, delicious imagery…
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Thank you friend xoxo
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Sombre words but beautifully written
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Thanks for reading and visiting friend 😉
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You’re welcome
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Your writing is unbelievably beautiful to me.
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Thank you friend you’re very kind. I find your body of work to be exceptional xo
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Awwww, I is red-faced in sinful delight thank you for the kind words
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Xo thanks for reading and keep up the cool word smithing 🙂
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Madamoiselle, only if you promise the same. Seriously, I read through quite a few last night and you are a damn sharpshooter with emotional depth and weight, your words FEEL the flow so beautifully I want to try and learn what must be done intuitively by you on some level. Loved everything.
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You are most kind. At this point in my life I might as well just write how I feel. I can no longer just be. My real thoughts are all I have. I’ve given myself permission to be more intellectually and emotionally honest with myself. I’m not perfect. But I have always try to stay in love with the world. Be you friend xo
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