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Her love blankets me to keep me warm
The sweet scent of her essence ventilates the atmosphere of every room
I rise to the sensual warm taste of her morning brew
I feed her the fruit of my vine descending into her chambers
Her shine is bright through glass
Her legs made of bronze wrap me
Her flowing hair is the tapestry framing the windows
Her cystine eyes are the windows to her soul
She sees me
I am showered every morning by her wetness lathering the contours of my body
Her lips are butterfly wings gently grazing me
Her tongue as palm leaves caressing me tasting me
Her breasts cushion me as I rest upon her
Every exhale cools the air
Her smile borders the walls
Her smile borders the walls
Her rose pedals are the foundation of my feet throughout
Her skin tastes of fine wine quenching my thirst for her
My mind is sharpened deep within her sheath
In her absence she is present
Her soul is the engine that drives me
Her passion gives me purpose
I can't wait to come through her doors after a long day
Her hands lambs wool
Her golden eyes are the rarest gems like a sapphire stone
Jasper to onyx smooth skin like silk linen
The moonlight glistens it's reflection upon her
Her contours are the hour glass of the sands of time
My eyes close as I rest in the depths of her Eden
