veneZuela
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veneZuela

Precious moments encapsulated in softly written words that remember for me what being in love felt like. Words written in a crooked Cinderella fairytale once upon a time a long, long time ago. Could have been worse I suppose. I might never have made it to the ball. -me I don’t feel inspired to write….

conSumption
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conSumption

The siren languishes In the shadows of my mind Like a black cat in heat Waiting for you To breathe in her scent To touch her softness To taste her mouth, her breasts To push her open And slide inside Desire dictates her every movement From the tilt of her smile The sway of her…