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ruin.
my body floats
from this mind numbing pleasure
you push me over the edge
but i cannot scream
your hand stops the air
from reaching my lungs
while you stare at me
admiring, what you made of me
as if i was a work of art
you painted
just to ruin.
from this mind numbing pleasure
you push me over the edge
but i cannot scream
your hand stops the air
from reaching my lungs
while you stare at me
admiring, what you made of me
as if i was a work of art
you painted
just to ruin.
Published 16th Oct 2023
Author's Note
some late night thoughts that only come out in the dark
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18th Oct 2023 6:27am
Hoi hoi
I promise to be back for another eye full of pleasure.
A very nice write.
Thank you.
Kind regards, Gus
I promise to be back for another eye full of pleasure.
A very nice write.
Thank you.
Kind regards, Gus
18th Oct 2023 4:02pm
18th Oct 2023 5:03pm
the overall effect is quietly erotic without been overboard, which is quite an achievement.
