He smells like night-blooming flowers
Crushed, juicy petals on the pillows
His voice is full of ocean
Humming like the surf
He kneels before me like I am his goddess
He is a god

Author: Francesca Lia Block

He smells like night-blooming flowers<br />Crushed, juicy petals on the pillows<br />His voice is full of ocean<br />Humming like the surf<br />He kneels before me like I am his goddess<br />He is a god - Francesca Lia Block



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