Her breath, a perfume laced with midnight’s bloom,Her skin, ..
Added 2025-04-05 21:01:05 +0000 UTCHer breath, a perfume laced with midnight’s bloom,Her skin, a canvas brushed with lunar gloom.She lies, a mountain range of flesh and might,And I, a pilgrim, kneel to kiss her light.Her neck, a column where the ancients wrote,I trace with tongue, each vein, each whispered note.Mason Carter
