I think of you in these sacred moments, when I am writing poetry with body instead of pen. You are beautiful and pure, untamed, eternal. I keep you like a song in my head, recalling the lines of your body. You are the light through the trees, the color on my cheeks, the rush, the release. You are with me, if only for a moment.
..."when i am writing poetry with my body instead of a pen"... oh that is so very very sexy!
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That is breathtakingly beautiful Stellan. I pray for half you talent at writing..thanks for sharing
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