Kisses as soft as pillows.
He inhales
As he breathes in the scent of my skin.
Just as sweet as a freshly bloomed flower, he says.
Like a God Angelically draped in his heavenly white,
I await my judgment’s fate
He loves me so. The greatest love of all.
He caresses my heart so easy to break.
What do I owe the faithful priest, that preaches
My Excellency.
Nothing he says and puts me in my purity bed.
And whispers welcome to the dark side.
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