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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.
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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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