His Love: By Meme Avery

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He took a
Sip of my
Essence

And told me
I was his favorite
Taste

His favorite
Place for his
Lips to grace

I blushed
Twelve shades
Of red as his
Name slipped from
My lips

And he traced
Those words
With
Fingertips

As within me
His body
Dipped

Deeply touching
My soul

I purred epithets
Against his body
With my heat

As my hips rose
Up to meet
His words

And
he poured
His sentiments

Within my
Heart

And I
Became

His
Love. 
 

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