Tangled In Hammock Sling

In my chamber, the slip of shoestring dress, rises like dawns delicate breathe, grey waves leap across the land of black sand and sea, eyes of coral in restless sleep, dreams of auburn curls and sheets, tangled in hammock sling, our lips meet, our eyes reap, bathe in candlelight, we in sheer bliss, captured in the night.

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