Sweet nothings,
Whispering tasted nibbles.
Enchanted dreams,
Blurred passions ignite.

Flames burn,
Grassy mountain hillsides.
Lust’s embers,
Hug Earth’s curves throughout the night.

*S. Slate 2016*

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