something years of it.
Let's hope it don't take that long to
As the dawn brings the sun and life to
her body made limp by sleep and the
pleasures of his passion she awakes, and
his body lying still, next to her. Stained
valour in night time combat. But she was
cushion for his blows.
No act of love but willing violence
demanded by one and begged by the other.
ecstasy a need, so deep no light could
unearthed for momentary and glorious
display. Left alone in a rose-tinted
moisture of her body and wondered why
light came to day and such desires to
her pale-skin body.
Well she sure isn't normal.
Fresh from the shrink I'd say!
So why don't you get up and speak something,
then we will see who is crazy.
Ooh, well excuse me.
once more. Her hand glides from breast
leave it barren.
less for hope of what love could be
in a privileged world. Her eyes wander
once more and her hand follows, down his
down the valley of his buttocks, stroking
electric hairs that lead to his well of
life and reason. As the tendons in
and her eyes turn to the sky and a
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