Breath of Life
Aug 6, 2018
When I rest my head on your chest I hear the drumming of angles.
I am entranced in euphoria as I am lost in the rise and fall of your chest.
Experiencing your living presence is my high.
When I rest my head on your chest I hear the drumming of angles.
I am entranced in euphoria as I am lost in the rise and fall of your chest.
Experiencing your living presence is my high.
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