smiles, looks down briefly, blushes,gasps as a soft moan escapes my lips
beguile the sences
enthrall the mind
make the flesh dance
smiles, looks down briefly, blushes,gasps as a soft moan escapes my lips
beguile the sences
enthrall the mind
make the flesh dance
When love beckons to you, follow him,Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound thee
KAHLIL GIBRAN, The Prophet
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