Come drift with me, where sunlight spills low,molasses-light on limbs aglow. The water hushes, thick and wide,a velvet cradle, a heated tide. Toes tease on lazy blue,fingers paint fire the sky once knew. Each swell a secret, soft and tight,each breath a bloom in golden light. No rules. No rush. Just gleam and hush,a sly [...]
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