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Maybe one day I will find out what it means to love I know what lust is lust is long dark hair lust is a firm body an ecstatic giggle in the dark lust is a long touch in a crowded room lust is a carnal and wholly animal thing that occurs when eyes meet in a terrible exchange of hedonistic intentions lust is sugar and snails and a happy puppy wagging his tail lust is two bodies sweating together in the heat of passion moaning writhing squirming scratching biting pushing, for the polar opposites of torture perhaps one day I will learn to love unconditionally till death but i think lust is good, too
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Aug 10, 2010
Aug 10, 2010 at 5:06 PM UTC
In an Attempt to Explain Lust Or: The Grit Under Your Fingernails, that's a bit of me
Maybe one day I will find out what it means to love I know what lust is lust is long dark hair lust is a firm body an ecstatic giggle in the dark lust is a long touch in a crowded room lust is a carnal and wholly animal thing that occurs when eyes meet in a terrible exchange of hedonistic intentions lust is sugar and snails and a happy puppy wagging his tail lust is two bodies sweating together in the heat of passion moaning writhing squirming scratching biting pushing, for the polar opposites of torture perhaps one day I will learn to love unconditionally till death but i think lust is good, too
zachary-devitt
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Aug 10, 2010
Aug 10, 2010 at 5:06 PM UTC
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