The Air
The air adorning Her is refined,
closest, just coveting Her skin.
Cooing, it curls as lazy honey.
Molecules blush near Her grin.
This blur of edenic softness,
silk hugging worn flannel bliss.
Her serenity shrugs the flawless.
Idyllic airs groan in Her kiss.
EaS
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