Such a classic
I looked at you with lustful eyes. I had pictured you a thousand times in my mind. I had dreamed a million times to make you mine, you were elusive, a temptress. Now you're right before my eyes. Seducing me. Mocking me. Tempting me. I scanned your body again. Beautiful. A masterpiece, yet scars were evident, a reminder of how exploited you were but I didn't mind. You are perfect for me.
I reached to touch you -- slowly, as if you are fragile. I kissed you, savoring this moment, engraving your scent in my head. I slowly traced my finger down your body, making swirling motions on your worn-out skin. And just like wine, you aged gracefully.
I'm beginning to get lost in my trance. The monster inside me screams, begging me to explore every bit of you...I obeyed...I opened your folds and you welcomed me openly. My blood surged up -- I lost control...
I propped you for a better position as I readied myself. I entered you and I was lost in a wonderland.
You welcomed me with open arms, and gave me everything you have -- knowledge of a world I know and a world unexplored. You offered varieties. And I loved you even more.
Such a classic...
Such a beauty...
Such inspiration...
It's artistry at its finest...
And forever you'll exist even after my demise. Only time can perish every bit of your pages...
-ds-
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Collectanea
General FictionWhen you've got no one to talk to, you tend to have a gazillion of thoughts... At one point you think your head would explode so you pour them out on a blank paper, creating a masterpiece and when you're done, maybe you'll stash them somewhere compl...
