mauve blossoms

areolas of celestial udder
alight on nipples high
blossoms of mauve nectar
blanket the evening sky
crimson smiles upon each
curve to greet the sunset nigh
dreams dwell with each peach
dripping fragrant passion flies
evening lay within reach
echelons of bursting prize
furtive fleeting glowing glory
fades with day’s dark goodbye

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