Drifting into the alternate reality of a thousand page nightmare still will not rattle you from my bones. Your ghostly fingerprint glows on my skull while my heart is still damp from your kiss. It was utter bliss in your gaze as I waded in the dazed haze of perpetuated love. But lust is only skin deep, no matter how desperately I wanted to fuck your mind, all passion fades with time and our hour has drawn near.
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