With a strange little man, at the crossroads I stand. A deal is struck and I shake his hand. He turns to go and I quickly inquire, "How long do I have before you require...?" His hot breath searing my ear, he whispers, "I fear, my dear, your time is near, when you discover your heart's desire" To tired to resist, my heart soars higher. Emotions flood a life time, giving into my desire. Soaking up what is preceived, I can slake my thrist but not the fire... Your love the only gift I'll receive, I can't help giving into my desire.
Reason for writing:
life
Birth sign: Taurus
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