He ran his fingers
in places where darkness grew
passion fulfillment
heart pounding lust
Blood thirsty
shadows put on a show
of the forbidden
a room full of sin
Breathless nothing
turning away
silence of despair
arousal is in the air
Eyes that invite
one another into the den
what happened before
what happened then
Sensual evocative thoughts
evoke mystery
chained in illusion
not wanting to jump
to the wrong conclusion
Laid there
everything bare
feasting on the fruits
of the forbidden
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