July 02, 2012

Words l Lust

His skin slick with sweat, eyes undressing her, hard lips that make her forget her world, hard muscles against her soft belly, were her poison. This mesmerizing effect had to fade for the soul had fled. She had to cut this thread of attachment and not return for it with a different body, every day. 

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