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Damask
She wasn’t just any rose, She was the whole damn garden Yet, you couldn’t see past her thorns. Patient, she waited for you to notice Her love- abundant. In sunshine, she bloomed In rain, she folded herself Her scent drove you mad Crushed, she oozed hot-sweet pleasure Green tea and lemons, A spoonful of honey. Her touch, intoxicating Soft as velvet, artful You swore … Read More Damask
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