Tag Archives: no holding back

manuscripts….

 My love, hear me, know this to be true:

My skin is the poetry of your touch
Our story is sung with every moan that spills from my lips
And when you come deep inside me
my name becomes a rite of passage on your soul

dirty little secrets…

dirty little secret

She is enough,
but the simple fact that she is real
scares you so damn much.

— Zahara Jade —

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