Monday moaning ... In The Depths Of Paradise ... Prose poem

I feel,

 the hue of my skies darken,

the span of my horizon getting wider

       Low tides of my lake tumbles, 

      from thunder building inside the velvet softness,

        that lingers in the center of my thighs

As your prodigious hardness stir up the tranquil calm, 

inside the walls, of my paradise...

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