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Aug 2014
2:00 a.m.
and all i could think of was you,
you were like a recurring image,
constantly on my mental,
toying with my emotions,
while destroying the very foundation
i built to withstand your onslaught
of deception.
2:10 a.m.
i saw her enter my own personal sanctum,
only to be greeted with a warm kiss.
her aroma scented the entirety of the room,
she then slid her body gracefully across mine,
both our spiritually entities met,
we found the ultimate sweet spot,
for spiritual interaction.
2:15 a.m.
i couldn’t quite understand the game she was playing
was it even making love ?
or did she want only something for the moment,
lusting like if there was no tomorrow,
only to ask if i wanted more ?
casey douglas
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