I Am Being Driven Insane By Desire

[center]Run your fingers through my hair. Love me. Protect me.
Pull it hard. Use me. Abuse me.
Leave your marks all over my body.
Scar my heart. I'll never let it heal.
Adore me. Ruin me.

My soul, my body, my mind, my world...my whole existence is on fire.
You look like innocence but taste like sin. Let me sin.

Don't let me die before I taste your sweet wine.
Be a part of me. Live in me. Live in me for one night that I will call eternity...for all eternity. [/center]

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Khenpal1 · M

That No was a lady's legs with nicely heeled shoes.

That No is the best No of all.

When a gentleman smiles, a good man,

That No is the beauty of his hips.

When you watch the gait of youths as they walk with alternating cheek rhythm,

When you watch their behinds,

That No is fantastic thighs, not fat or thin but taut in their strenth,

Lovable or leaveable.

That No is shoulders that turn in or expand the chest,

sad or happy,

Without giving in to a deep sigh.

That No is No of all No's.

Relaxation or restraint is in question.

Nobody knows that big No,

But we alone know that No."