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The beauty of beginning love and surrendering to it. |
| Desert satin under sphere of snow The surf foams up more friend than foe Midnight blue and starlight white My lips are yours to kiss tonight Along the surf dances the wind Which humidly begins to bathe my skin And plants slow sprinkles along the surface of my heart It is the warm residue of Love's start The tide swirls around my thighs The waves cascade around my breasts Feeling sensual and free I casually let the tow carry me away Beignet |