like hazy nights,
like starless skies.
Your face reminds me of a kiss,
soft and smooth,
yet wild with desire.
Your touch is my heroine,
my longing,
lust, my only sin.
Your breath in my ear,
intoxicating,
perforating through me.
I shiver inside,
gripping that moment,
slipping,
like sand between my fingers.
When the liquor wears off,
every beautiful second,
every teasing smile,
every half-lidded glance,
is soon gone.
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