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A hot damp night of November.

In a hot damp night of November, he slaughtered her silvery body and whispered: “Now you are my girl”.

His fingers entwined hers and his kisses burned her skin redder and redder.

“Please enter”, her lips made a secret curve.

GIN & TONIC

He fills the air

by the smell of juniper.

His eyes glow

when the night grows darker.

Gin and tonic is spilled all over

a chest,

a lips,

and a kiss

of my choco lover.

I kneel down on a bed sheet

as white as pearl,

enamor him, sliding my tongue

over his curves,

taste him wildly when he slowly

enters.

Bad.

Baby, I remember how you pushed me to bed,tore my night dress 

and slowly put your hand between my legs.

“I’ll turn you crazy”, quietly you said.

And dear, you did_

give me more than I could get, 

please me to death, 

and drive me badly mad.

Tell me, my dearest?

What will be my next test?

RED.

RED!
I want to taste you in flesh,
push you on bed,
rip off your dress,
and drive you mad.

RED!
I want to unravel your threads,
put my hands around your fragile neck,
and consume you til your last breath.

O’ RED…

SICKENING DESIRES.

On a rainy day, I looked out the window

and let my imagination wander far away.

Vague images of you entwining me

appeared on the screen of pittering-pattering rain.

Deep kisses and craving touches-

My body curved perfectly, wanting for more hugs.

In my sickening desires,

you burnt me into cinder with your fingers.

 

No.5

He and she was a history of No.5

First night,

she was shy;

he smiled –

everything seemed just so right

And…suddenly came the last goodbye

when the sky was no longer bright,

and they could no longer try.

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