Sensual Agony
Pools of dark delight; catching a glimpse he stumbles with surprise; this unexpected vision: mysterious skin laid bare, his aching need: to get lost within and redeem himself. Ruby colours of passion; treasures promised, gaze withheld, wispy, rosy breath; oh blissful desire! Voluptuous, winding paths, dazzling, blinding abyss; hidden whispers of ecstasy consuming without mercy; oh sweet, tantalizing torture! Exploring, delving, falling, ensnared, bewitched, consigned; acquiescing to his senses, his fate inexorably sealed; adrift in oceans of rapture, never to be found again.
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Maruska
"Remember that all things which happen To you are raw materials Endlessly fertile Endlessly yielding of thoughts that could change Your life and go on doing forever... So fear not, my friend The darkness is gentler than you think."
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