tempt
me now
your raw heat
on my begging
lips tickle softly scrape my skin with your
chin take your fingers pulse them low inside
let’s look away
nothing lost
when the
heart
is
broken
tossed in the
rain of remorse
pelvis to pelvis we dance on the floor
desperately clinging to whatever
we should forsake
to avoid
being
loved
words less spoken 
The beast with two backs . . .
engaged in a horizontal folk dance.
Simply as complicated as it gets 😎
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yeah, Quasimodo was kinda hot in a Richard the III kinda roundabout way and tre complicated too jk lol thanks for reading 🙂
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Beautifully written 💜🌼
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thanks, Jen 🙂
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You’re welcome Hon 🙂 🌼
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