This One is called Love Me

Love me. For me. For my tendencies. My audacity. My rapture like, raspy like, melodies. Love me. Kiss me. Tenderly down my neck, be careful. Don’t whisper in my ear cause that’s my spot. Whisper in my ear, cause that’s my spot. Love me. Physically, with your will. Emotionally, your body draped on mine, clothing. Love me. For me. Give me you. I’ll give you all of me, the skies and the seas. I speak like tsunami, monsoon, earthquakes, thunder in the rattling sky. I touch like smooth wind. Im a spring afternoon, Im a habitual spiritual lover. I just want love.

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