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Oyasumi
Settled by amber eyes
Words as soft as cashmere
Lips that glide over warmly
And lay inside me like chamomile
Blankets of the violet sky
The blonded light of the crescent
Slow caresses that move with purpose...
Words as soft as cashmere
Lips that glide over warmly
And lay inside me like chamomile
Blankets of the violet sky
The blonded light of the crescent
Slow caresses that move with purpose...
