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you       walk             naked                   and dripping, from       the shower                        and stand,              as i covet                          your                               absolute beauty and magnificence. ardent desire,                raises goosebumps on    my skin,              as lust                     lights the fires. your      eyes,          rake over me                       and i am left quivering.... we come          together, with                   mouths full of greed, lips of desire,              skin so tender.... that the touch               of fingertips,                    scorches and sears. but burn, we must              and burn, we will. as we ravenously, take our fill gorging,            feasting,                       devouring,                                     desire. this is our .....       love's funeral pyre.                       from which the phoenix,         each day arises...              ...more incandescant. to await...           with longing                fervent and asmolder            the next match's                    striking to love's                            lusterous fire.
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Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 1:29 AM UTC
home fires burning(sensual/explicit)
you       walk             naked                   and dripping, from       the shower                        and stand,              as i covet                          your                               absolute beauty and magnificence. ardent desire,                raises goosebumps on    my skin,              as lust                     lights the fires. your      eyes,          rake over me                       and i am left quivering.... we come          together, with                   mouths full of greed, lips of desire,              skin so tender.... that the touch               of fingertips,                    scorches and sears. but burn, we must              and burn, we will. as we ravenously, take our fill gorging,            feasting,                       devouring,                                     desire. this is our .....       love's funeral pyre.                       from which the phoenix,         each day arises...              ...more incandescant. to await...           with longing                fervent and asmolder            the next match's                    striking to love's                            lusterous fire.
three word exercise: covet, greed, lust.
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F/Australian
Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 1:29 AM UTC
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