Submissions by Khanyi_The_Poet

I met her at a street corner drowning in her own tears. Her lips moving but words couldn't come out. Her face was pale like a soul that looked into the eyes of fear. I didn't know her name, but her agony reminded of how it is like to get your heart broken. The silent whisper of anger and hate changing faces like a flipped token. I move closer, with no words I held her closer. With my hand on her head I brought it closer to my chest. I held her tight and she put her arms around and she broke down.

She started screaming holding me tighter I could feel her nails sinking into my spine....

Mesmerized by the feeling of your rough figure... My Palm on your waist, caressing you... Lost in deep thoughts, wondering whether should I use my index or middle finger to flicker your clit for I really miss your loud screams when you start yelling... remembering how we used to send shivers down many spines when we came together...
 
The nasty smell of your breath after a couple of rounds made me wanna flicker you even more...  But I guess I had to let you go... cause my obsession was growing deeper and deeper... And the thought of it made me grow weaker and weaker...
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