A jar of honey
Hope, energy and rot
Deep pockets of her time
Hope, energy and rot
Deep pockets of her time
Her confession
A seat next to her behind the shop counter
Permission to pounce her
The passport to her tongue and her pussy
The Honour of taking the first sapphic sips from her Gates of Heaven
Her Sex Song
A shea butter rub into my chest, arms and legs
A red rose, highest vibration
A copper ring from Madrid
The Time to walk into my own Goddess Sexy Being
The Space to be loving, kind, slow, patient, understanding, compassionate
The Opportunity to take care of her, to be my best
A tour of secret poems she found on a ruin in the dune forest
My first lesson on The Wheel
My first lesson in how to let go
Long hours and days of silence
Lemonbalm and yarrow
Lilies in my kitchen when she left
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