My Universe,
Gentle I will be.
Unless you need a storm,
A hurricane to form.
Whisper it to me in the breeze,
Amongst moon & trees.
I will adjust, my love,
Always to temper,
All your wants & needs.
I’ll give the calm that you seek,
after splitting my thighs a part.
Just allow me.
Under your sky,
In the twilight, to sleep.
Where there’s darkness,
When there’s still & peace.
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