The coiling smoke,
rising as tiny crystal touch
a flicker of ember,
snaked into her nose.Gently, she was sent to heights
and she let loose
lying spread eagle
as flicker of light
started preying
to consume her every move
for what will be
tomorrow's porn.AngelL.

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Poems of Mine
PoetryPoems of mine that came from my mind Author: Angel Mary Lanquibo