Muse Sweet Heaven I whisper as my thoughts dissolve. I listen shyly for the warm driving force of pleasure and the parting to accept the issue that will solve the healing of my heart once more. With tremulous thoughts I pray this is mine Blossom bursts through dark memories lips touch, fingers... Sign in to see full entry.
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