Within the most primal, aching depths of my being,
a craving desire to be the bees longing to shed wings
and fall forever into the velvet embrace of the midnight,
fading to shadows among the laureal’s aprodisac
of a thousand velvet petals, a thousand erotic dreams,
a thousand whispered secrets of the ancient wind,
carrying the scent of musk and midnight jasmine
of the human mind.
Rated for Teens(13+)
to be the bees
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