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Desire, still there

Lips stretching to a polite smile first, crackling to a forbidden kiss, after.
destiny playing a bitter joke, a sudden meeting, after all those years.
Those walls embracing their willing sin.
His fingers bathing on her secret scent.
Her nipples fighting the buttons that constrict her.

She runs out, he stays put,
the simultaneous knowledge the desire is just not there anymore.

6 Comments Post a comment
  1. Tom G. #

    It is much too early in the morning for me to be this aroused.

    Wonderful writing.

    Now for a cold shower and a cup of coffee…

    January 18, 2012
  2. ayayay:

    Silvia – naughty, naughty!
    T-Bone – likey, likey!


    Ay, Vivas, Mamacita!

    January 18, 2012
  3. This woman, giving men boners just by writing. I have to smell this woman.
    Well… “have to…” – and not only “smell”.

    I get a boner just by remembering, and from expectations.

    Enough privacy…

    January 18, 2012
  4. MT #

    For ein romantiker som meg er dette Vakkert , både bildet og orda 🙂

    Marieklem din veg

    January 22, 2012
  5. Goosebumps in the morning, I love you Sylvia 🙂

    January 23, 2012
  6. yeah… you’re probably right, but what if they’re both just drunk!

    January 30, 2012

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