beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

Fill

I want

To fill you

Not fix you.

Kiss your scars with

A mouth made holy

Your flesh is my prayer

What luminous beauty

A honeyed richness

I taste without shame

Wallow between quivering thighs

Gentle questions spoken to your

Soul

I offer primal silence

Seraphic clemency

All you need do

Is know

Where to find me

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