Oh the joy of making her blush.
Eyes absorb images
Ears absorb sounds
Flesh absorbs contact
Soon she will see my face again...
and she will blush.
Soon she will hear my voice again...
and she will blush.
Soon she will feel my hands again...
and she will blush.
Oh the joy of making her blush.
Her cheeks flush with blood gives me pleasure, because of the cause, not the effect.
It's her heart...
Suddenly, because of me, it's beating faster.
Blood flows quicker, veins dilate.
She's blushing...
In that instant I see the confirmation....I've stirred her heart once more.
Her heart that's awakening for me...
From my heart....Sire
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