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Their love hum in
sweet silence under the
moon's caress.


//Caption//

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The lust that
marked the
sacred
corners of
their heart.


//Caption//

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Pleasure?

When your fingers trace
patterns of love
Onto my skin,
leaving the purple
bruises of lust in
its wake ,
your teeth
marking the way
from my neck
to my navel ,
where
you dig with the
sharpness
till I gasp your name.

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He once said
"Just write me a letter every time
you miss me."

— % &So my handsome man, here it is.......🌕— % &"Hope you are doing well and safe, and not gracing everyone's eyes with your sexy self,
I miss you a lot, your cheeky smiles, your twinkling eyes, your forehead that creases when you stress."
— % &"I miss your hand in mine, your soft lips that love my chapped ones, the slight gasp you take whenever I appear all dressed up in front of you, or even the silly googly eyes you do when I wake up from my sleep (all in nest hair and what-not)."— % &" I miss you in everything I do, whether it's just walking or strolling across the park, sitting on the bench and staring at the empty space beside me.
I just miss your presence in every step I take, whether it's short or long.”
— % &

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And he
fell
for her
more.



//Read in the
Caption please.//

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«It all started
with a dare»


(Read in the
caption please.)

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His,
to touch and
devour.


(Scroll and read
through the
heat in the caption.)

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Trace me with your eyes,

Let the air hung heavy
A quiet promise of intimacy,

Gaze at me with that slow deliberate
subtle glances on each of my curves,

Unveil me like a beautiful secret

Glide the tips of your fingers over the
delicate lines of my palm as if you
drawing a secret of your own that
only you can see, touch and feel,

A sacred love
Restrained and unexplained.

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Someone's looks don't show
their good heart,
The inside of someone can
make them ugly too,
They can be attractive and
present themselves with a
perfect bow on top
But when you get to know them?
They are mean and ruthless
to your heart that you no longer
see their beauty.
Just the ugliness.

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