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Let me write my name across your skin, Invisible words traced by my tongue.

Gentle lip caresses on your work tightened shoulders,

I’ll lift your worries with my fingertips drawing sorrow from your soul.

Close your eyes, I’ll paint the desire I feel in flowing patterns.

Spirals of moist heat, coiling, constricting your groin; resist the urge to turn, you deserved this moment of wondrous torture.

Just be.

Trust Me.

Read my words.

Let me love you.

©️Juliette Turrell