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Once there were three brothers. They worked as miners, digging in the mountains for gold and precious gems. They worked together for many years; always they were on good terms and helped each other when one had difficulties. They enjoyed their lives working far away from the cities, occasionally visiting the near-by town to trade their finds and buy food and wine and tools for their mines. On…
long and luscious burning fire slow and slick sweet desire love and passion in depths within light and flicker a seductive sin
i am like toxins running through your veins at first i am slow...quiet...you don't even notice but then i kick in and your body goes into overdrive just as i begin to digest and leave you chasing after the feeling...of what we could be
i’m too wise to give myself away. take me. possess me. grab your compass and carve your initials into me. invade me; let me be your spoils of war. i am not a gift for you. i want to be stolen. snatch fistfuls of me and stuff me into your pockets. you just can’t have me. but take me all the same.
she craved for him while she stood in front of him he sat there and looked at her in silence every ounce in awhile he spoke a few words when he demanded her a new position she did what she was told and could not help but grin while her heart beat quickened and her loins dampened with just the sound of his voice
firm...ripe...temptation red the pale green-yellow flesh floods my mouth with sweet juice and the sting of tartness like a gift from a serpent i know i should be ashamed but i have been bitten my throat burns with words i can not say songs i can not sing poems i can not write stuck between chaos and love i can not begin to spit them out with every breath i take i can hea…