»Some say words are just empty phrases.
But they don't know what grand might they hold, that they forge what cannot always be expressed by mere looks. Building worlds with them and letting one's fantasy thrive limitlessly are just a spark of their...
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GOLDEN FLAMES, MEETING MY GAZE, SIZZLING HEAT, IN THOUSANDS OF SHADES.
SINNFUL DESIRE, LONGING SOUL ON FIRE, WAVES OF WARMTH RUSHING OVER, A FEELING AS IF I AINT ANY SOBER .
YOUR WHISPERS PARED WITH MY BLOOD'S RUSHING, NO SPOT TO BE SPARED, WITH YOUR LIPS BRUSHING.
IN ECSTASY, I LAY DOWN HERE, AWAITING WHAT'S FORBIDDEN, WISHING YOU TO BE NEAR.
RAYS OF LIGHT, ABRUPTLY WAKING ME, BUT YOU'RE GONE - AND THE FANTASY, SWEET BITTERNESS LEFT, UNDOUBTEDLY.
