Bliss Be To We
I sit soaked with my lover within my arms
Chest to back our bliss is conjoined
Sharing my definition with her curves
Words do not replicate the outer body experience
Time has frozen stiff, while we move freely
I am hers and she is mine in this time
One moment that we will never get back
Copyright © Jaquay Atkins | Year Posted 2017
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