The End!
Good night gist lovers.
Tonight, let your bones hum—
Not the heat, but the echo.
The quiet where gods eavesdrop.
Let your skin savor touch that worships,
not just grips.
Being Shakabulous isn’t a storm—
It’s a forge.
A spark.
An Antidote.
While you sleep,
Cuddle your lover, holding her tight under the duvet.
Leave some skin uncovered
As you turn off the light.
Pen's down
Good night gist lovers.
Tonight, let your bones hum—
Not the heat, but the echo.
The quiet where gods eavesdrop.
Let your skin savor touch that worships,
not just grips.
Being Shakabulous isn’t a storm—
It’s a forge.
A spark.
An Antidote.
While you sleep,
Cuddle your lover, holding her tight under the duvet.
Leave some skin uncovered
As you turn off the light.
Pen's down
The End!
Good night gist lovers.
Tonight, let your bones hum—
Not the heat, but the echo.
The quiet where gods eavesdrop.
Let your skin savor touch that worships,
not just grips.
Being Shakabulous isn’t a storm—
It’s a forge.
A spark.
An Antidote.
While you sleep,
Cuddle your lover, holding her tight under the duvet.
Leave some skin uncovered
As you turn off the light.
Pen's down✍️
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