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Nola1998 写了： 昨天 11:10 Your Breath

Your breath melts into mine in the silver-dark hush
pulling me deeper into the heat of you
Along your skin, I trace constellations
their stars burning beneath my lips —
converged into your dimples of Venus
I drink the blend of your whispered secrets
Taste the tannins of your longing
Immersed in the sweetness of your moaning

wh 写了： 昨天 13:45 这首也很sensual，写得很美
为啥是constellations，是对应venus？
查到tannins是鞣酸，这个好学术，没看明白是咋回事……