“
Beloved archer, your arrows take flight,
Piercing my depths with pleasure’s delight.
You set my blossom in flames of desire,
Burning my soul with a passionate fire.
Forgive me, my love, for I can’t let you free,
I’ve taken you wholly, you’ve melted in me
”
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―
“
Under the rain a flower is born
Created by fire
Living for the light
Dead by desire.
”
― Submerged in a garden of lust
― Submerged in a garden of lust
