Visceral Desires

Beyond reason or logic. You consume my every thought until we meet again. Cold sweats until I get my fix … My body cries out for you. Fervent is your firm hold on me. Tied up in knots. And yes I’ve been a naughty girl. And yes I can take what is coming my way. It was the only way I knew to get your attention/affection. Knelt down with my out stretched arms and for every whimper and every tear I know… you love me more and more. Claiming me. Yes I am yours.
B.xx.
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About Reinhard Marton

30+ years a student of the World of Technology.
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