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Post by darkness0within on Oct 7, 2018 9:44:36 GMT -6
The beauty of lust.
Curvaceous dream before my eyes, A titillating morsel to behold upon my whim, Every move you make excites the senses, So naked those ambitions to appease, That fire burning bright within us, An inward pleasure both of us can partake, To pacify that beast we know as lust, And in our nakedness find that solace, Given simply in those final moments, And always ending with a kiss...
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Post by anirbas on Oct 18, 2018 22:33:46 GMT -6
Excitement inciting piece, indeed.
Excellent writing, as always, Darkness.
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Post by anirbas on Oct 18, 2018 22:33:57 GMT -6
Though beautiful in its intensity
lust is often fickle and plays foul
What was desired today with immensity
is next week's shunned dirty towel
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Post by darkness0within on Oct 21, 2018 13:03:49 GMT -6
Nicely put and Very true anirbas... However love can also grow from lust. It is but one component true, but is that thing that can draw us closer to another so we may know them better.
Although one of the seven deadly sins we would die out as a species within one generation without it.
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