As I enter the room a cloudy haze fills the air, like fog on a muggy morning. An image of her standing there embraces my soul. A forgotten feeling suddenly comes over me of thoughts long forgotten in my subconcious suddenly reappearing. The room has many windows, as the moonlight shines in, the reflection of her shines on the wall. I reach for her hand, but nothing is there, but still her image remains. Thoughts of lust entangling my mind. Parts of my body I can't disguise. A blissful delight that drives me wild. Her eyes twinkle like stars in the sky. Sinfully devouring the passion from my thighs. Her luscious lips drench my chest. Her passionate fingers caress the rest. My passion will soon subside with the memories I leave inside. Sweat and tears, the warmth of her love is too much to bare. A secretion of passion explodes everywhere. Two lovers embrace as the passion subsides holding and talking with love in their eyes. Friends no doubt lovers throughout. Secrets they will always share.Birth sign: Leo
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