Crafted Love

A woman crafted love, something delicate requires soft hands. 

She crafted love perfectly, down to the smallest form of it.

 Lovers misused it.

Love was crafted by a woman’s lips when you’re spoken to in a way only you understand. When she touches your skin but fucks you internally. Wild emotions form around you, attraction forces you to move in the right ways sometimes blinded by the wrong things. Who else can create something so complex and share it in the simplest form as a smile. Only a woman. To experience this love is a gift only the one for her will be gifted.

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