Monday, 15 November 2021

Wrong delicious

And I can't concentrate on anything after this afternoon's happenings.
There's a flickering flame somewhere within me that momentarily ignites into a blaze, torching my heart to a wanton cinder before pulsing down to a dim light, slowing down my breath which had shot up into a thudding heartbeat, each time that I think of our immoral obscene utterance from just a few hours past.

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