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.:: Obsessed ::.Just the thought of his mind-numbing touch, and the look that he'd hold in his bright blue eyes
Those words he spoke, the way he said his name
His every movement, the sweat upon his brow
The man was a temple of sex and love
He couldn't get his mind off of him
Golden honey locks of thick soft luscious hair, pale features snuggly fit in his uniform.
The sight was breath-taking for any man or woman alike
Just simply positively gorgeous
If he was on market fuck knew how much the man would be worth,
He knew exactly how to turn you on, the way he spoken the things he said,
Those tiny slight shifts and movements, they made him go crazy with lust
What had he done with his sanity?
It was gone, dead, forgotten whenever he caught sight of that erotic menace,
That god damned fucking sexy menace
He'd kill to get his way with him, he'd do anything, any day
After one night your mind would never stop whirling,
Never stop lusting and longing for the mere graceful touch of those soft teasing hands
.:: No Such Love ::.Like hot searing knifes ripping into tender flesh
I hurt with a thousand pains no name can explain
This warm red blood dripping down my chest
I'll soon be dead but I will never truly rest.
My heart I said was yours
But I made a mere mistake
So my heart I will now make you take
Nimble fingers dig into the wound,
Digging deeper past that pain that lingers
Upon the deep white throne of spite
Breaking entry into the chamber my grasp is tight
Although despite the pain I may feel
I resist the urge to tumble and keel.
This pain is not for the things I am doing but for what I did
This pain is for the things I lost,
For I payed a high cost for my mistakes
I lost my love, and my heart did break.
A final tug and the strings are pulled,
My body drops and my hands turn cold,
But still alone in an open palm is the beating heart
Singing one last love song
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