pink jade/base sacraments I am not God. for God does not need to taste the sweat of your kisses to remind him of your nature your dreams your needs your beauty. God is above the stirring in my loins whenever you smile and a small stand of hair falls askew to remind me of how you look stretched out beneath me at the center of a heated joy. And. I would prefer to worship you than be worshipped by you, as I draw purpose from your pleasure. copyright William F. DeVault (wfdv). for Jade. used by permission.< |
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