Why does this life feel this way? There’s got to be some reasoning behind it. I wish I had a reason for any of it, most of it, whatever there is I’m supposed to think or do or say. One of those things needs to become aparent.
Seduce me
take me in your arms
never let me go
allow you to embrace me
life will come to an end
eventually, but you must know
how I feel about you
ravish me with your thoughts
taste me with your emotion
embrace me with your lust and attention
let me be the way I am
for tomorrow might never come
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