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She Turns Her Body Into A Question

by Gaia's Soothing Haven

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Our moon slips red—eclipse’s voyeur shadow cups her breast.

She lies still, a fawn, beneath my tear-brimmed eyes.

Her breath—dream’s morning dew?—a whispered request?

Light turns slowly, touch between her parted thighs.

She moans a whispered song—arching, “come to me.”

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