she sleeps
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Saturdays` sunrise rouse over the whispering breaths i played aloud as she lays her head down..Her face contours the pillow,there i breath in to confide in her dreams as her thoughts feed aloud..I shadow my yearn for her kiss with silhouettes covering a fashion of confession,awhile she twists and turns as seductively sighs,i am left to watch the sunrise as she sleeps into Sunday!
By eatfat
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