Poems
1. BLOOM - the breeze in air, kisses the surface of my skin, the flow of her hair, her soft touch on my chin, within these four walls, under the cover of night, her flower will bloom, the climax reached before light.
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1. BLOOM - the breeze in air, kisses the surface of my skin, the flow of her hair, her soft touch on my chin, within these four walls, under the cover of night, her flower will bloom, the climax reached before light.
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