He is like a key that turns my locks in my body in the heat.
The match that strikes a fiery star as it falls and trembles inside my earth, burrowing itself in my core.
I love having his luscious body in my garden of daisies.
I love how he looks at them arching generously.
He radiates heat on them like the sun.
Inhaling and nestling them only because it sends tingles beneath my pulsating lips as I long to kiss him.
He is the cause and start of everything.
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