Your calls entrance me into that lull, in the inky lurid blackness. When it is all night, nothing but night. You are pulling up a satin sheet; inhaling pure starlight to sigh it out over that chosen dewfield of your body. Secretly lustful incantations
The Queen Breathes
The Queen Breathes
The Queen Breathes
Your calls entrance me into that lull, in the inky lurid blackness. When it is all night, nothing but night. You are pulling up a satin sheet; inhaling pure starlight to sigh it out over that chosen dewfield of your body. Secretly lustful incantations