Questions
If I mound me white against the breast
Of earth shivering in the embrace
If I cover you with twinkling dust
While you are cuddled in roofless nest
And licked me wet from your face
Will that deny your summer's rage of lust?
Copyright © L'Nass Shango | Year Posted 2012
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