She walked into his heart with those red sharp heels to fulfill every fantasy he had. Watching him bleed. Melting that flesh of lust inside him.
She would lay down naked on those satin sheets. Drinking her martini, playing with her silky hair. You would look to her with those eyes of a hungry animal. Brutally but soft making love with her in your thoughts.
And she would whisper to you:
– Come deep into my entire being. Linger along my curves. Leave your shimmering kisses down my spine. Let me believe that the beauty you see in me it’s not only skin deep.
You would come for her every night like those waves of the sea kissing the shoreline. Pushed away you would still comeback just to remind that she is everything that she doesn’t believe she is. She is the words in your lines when your mouth can’t speak. Liquid poetry spilled from the universe better than any drug in this world, your ticket to abyss. And yet all these years chasing… still can’t get enough of her.
Your soul, my dear, that’s what makes you beauty(full).
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