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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Dark · #2038823

Baby’s breath caresses skin like silk...

Tainted with the scent of mother’s milk,
and softly exhaled from tiny lips,
baby’s breath caresses skin like silk,
or like a brush from warm fingertips.
The gentlest touch to ever feel,
just right for the cat to stalk and steal.


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