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You touch me That electric spark that fizzes upon my skin - a tingling dance that sharpens the mind Dazzlingly clear for a fleeting second Until the fog descends Pleasant haze and hooded eyes Lips Whispering Brushing Pulling at mine Silent murmurs We can't We shouldn't But we know we will We descend.
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Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 6:03 PM UTC
The Descent
You touch me That electric spark that fizzes upon my skin - a tingling dance that sharpens the mind Dazzlingly clear for a fleeting second Until the fog descends Pleasant haze and hooded eyes Lips Whispering Brushing Pulling at mine Silent murmurs We can't We shouldn't But we know we will We descend.
#love#passion#lust
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Eachmilidh
Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 6:03 PM UTC
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