Orgasmic.

A host for words

A gem of sorts

A singing bird

A light that shined

I found my glow

A magical being

I laid with the sun

I felt the heat

It warmed my skin

No need for speaking

The grin on my face

It spoke for me

Body language

A tell all

What’s a sin

Play for play

He prayed for my existence

Undressed my flesh

He penetrated me deeply

Kissed my wounds

Begged to keep me

I gave into temptation

It released me

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