Pray for me
We didn't speak but a conversation was loosed.
Her eyes said it all and her body flirted in confirmation.
Lust? I don't even look for luster.
But more the illustrious illustration of illumination.
I like the way she puts her words together.
She likes the way I take her mind, a part--
to a haven where kings lay with ravens;
Birds darkened by the sparking of passion which ablaze them.
Aw̶o̶men
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