a_d3vilish_rose
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[Morning Art]
you are my porcelain cup; i drink
the morning dew glistening upon your back
the droplets hanging between your flesh
the cadence and rhythm of murmured words
is drowned out by the pounding in my head
my heart now swollen with baited breath
the artist in my fingers delight in tracing
the shadows draping your neck and down
past soft valleys and voluptuous peaks
i clutch my masterpiece and the world
falls away in movements and lace
your eyes and your cries and your enveloping limbs
the sweet release lingers past the dawn
the sweat now drapes our bodies in
an intimate portrait of passion and love
you are my porcelain cup; i drink
the morning dew glistening upon your back
the droplets hanging between your flesh
the cadence and rhythm of murmured words
is drowned out by the pounding in my head
my heart now swollen with baited breath
the artist in my fingers delight in tracing
the shadows draping your neck and down
past soft valleys and voluptuous peaks
i clutch my masterpiece and the world
falls away in movements and lace
your eyes and your cries and your enveloping limbs
the sweet release lingers past the dawn
the sweat now drapes our bodies in
an intimate portrait of passion and love
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