The Belonging
Melting into his embrace was her body & the soul To the beauty of molten emotions, braided in the blurry eyes Pressed against him so close, where the air had no passage Was his firm appearance, condensed into sobriety … In the comfort of his breathing, that consumed her entirely To the warmth of his lips that left her poisoned .. And the entangled fingers, were the language they felt.. Of her belonging to him and his possession of...
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