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 Jan 2014 Lexa Klopfenstein
Quinn
The sea
The wave
The surf
Kissing eyelashes and brushing against the skin
As the tide washes in
The only thing that matters is the temptation
How it calls to you
The seduction of it
As it taunts you with sin soaked lips
Lust brushes against you
The tantalizing touch is all but too much to bare
Pulling you under the churning waves
The dark whispers soft things in your ear
As the vastness takes you under
It creeps in your lungs and steals your breath away
Your breath is gone
Your lungs are fill with salty temptation like a mistress
All you have to do is close your eyes
And be swallowed

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