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My monsoon of desires, seeded by the petrichor tha

My monsoon of desires, seeded by the petrichor that wafts in with you, is perennial, sultry showers birthed by the white clouds that longing manufactures. Love, when sprinkled liberally with lust, bends the horizon to create colours which only the twilight had access to. We lie spooned, in the spiritual silence that the making of love brings. Making love, with all the embedded give & take is sacred. Lose yourself in it, to find something infinitely greater. Lust is not a four letter word. #desire #YoPoWriMo #yqbaba
My monsoon of desires, seeded by the petrichor that wafts in with you, is perennial, sultry showers birthed by the white clouds that longing manufactures. Love, when sprinkled liberally with lust, bends the horizon to create colours which only the twilight had access to. We lie spooned, in the spiritual silence that the making of love brings. Making love, with all the embedded give & take is sacred. Lose yourself in it, to find something infinitely greater. Lust is not a four letter word. #desire #YoPoWriMo #yqbaba
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