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amor et libido


A gorgeous mess she was

Her body was like Heaven to a twenty-four hour sinner

Everyone wanted her, but they couldn’t obtain

The beautiful treasure that was locked inside

 

She had an enormous heart

The thing was filled with nothing but love

But her eyes were filled with lust

Lust for a daughter of Eve

 

A kiss shared between the two

Could mean the end of her purity

The end of her innocence

How could she be so in love with something so wrong?

 

Pulchritudinous

Her lips which bled words of love

Were immensely mesmerizing

Almost as mesmerizing as her swaying hips

 

But that was just a dream

A silly fantasy that could demolish her good reputation

She could hear the screams and anger

Telling her right from wrong

She should love him

Not her

 

That innocent smile only kissed the lips of false happiness

Lust for the beautiful creature could only exist in the deepest

Parts of her brain

It was a wonderland, but it was filled with so many sorrows

 

estne possibile

pro amare animam nimis

 

Is it possible

To love too much




 

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Anayawhite

The world is strange. Love is even stranger. Keep aiming to fulfill your wildest dreams, kid.

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