she writes

Hyacinth garden

she writes on her skin like a living page.

she marks strokes in crimson ink.

on her soft hide read full moons light.

her eyes are as calm as green leaves.

her hands cast shadows into the trees.

her husky words are in season.

dripping with brilliance, she inscribes that passion is her desire.

incise that thought across my heart and soul.

shiver under her touch as she writes temptation across sky.

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