Love - an unusual attire.
-(From sex to supreme self) -
Wilt thou not come into my soul?
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beautiful vibrational love you show and into a valley flower also Lovely oscillations grow you show not tell it's the glow in your river like flow we ll humans are into it as into the ocean merge with it sole and whole lovely goal
Your comment is a poem in itself.very thoughtful and poetic response..thanks a lot
Wilt thou not come into my soul? With thy honeyed eyes wilt thou my being. I will wait till thy virgin time suppressing my desire. Thou wilt come and deflower me With stroke upon stroke...! ! !