Satellites of Love,
The goddesses surround me,
I'm their gravity.

All their heads nuzzle,
I'm greedy for their touches,
Always increasing.

She absorbs, expands,
More of her every moment,
Seas of perfection.

It seems excessive
But Love must grow, must expand
And know no limits.

I emit bliss, with
Adoration, giving my
Mind, Soul, and Body

My love for Ember,
It won't ever stop growing.
And neither will they.

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A wonderful piece of gift art made by  cervelet and requested by  burn-the-kitsune.
I was inspired to write the haikus, because not everything is sex.
Sometimes it's just beautiful.
Like Ember(s).
And I love all that which, and who, is beautiful.

Thank you, dear.