Lacy Danes

Jan 12
In The Clouds?

My mind, perched on the translucent clouds.
My dreams, rain down before me. A reality I wish to dance in, soaking my hair, wetting my skin, making me shiver with ecstasy inside.
Caution light as a feather floats on the turbulent wind.
Flipping and turning in the breeze, sensibility twirls about love, aching to fasten passion to the ground.
Desire and imagination illuminate, clarifying my yearning and filling my soul.
My heart levitates on my hunger for you.

Will you come fly with me?


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