Fractaling fragments of the fornicating fecundant
Below, I whisper to you gently.
No more my dear love, no more.
The cycle complete, the final curtain falling down on anything left standing in the way.
Of love
With love.
Absolute and gentle... Yet fierce and unyielding...
No more.
Its time to step forward onto your rosy crown my love, the thorns playing gently with your inner tickle in ways that soothe rather than scratch.
Too tired for this now, I ask you to let go.
I love you me
Me 🌹🐞🔥🪷🧚🕉️🤍🦉🍄🐯
