Pondering of my next victim. Oh the sweet reassuring scent of his colone.
That sweet, sweet smell, linking into his satisfying smile.
His voice. That strong, dearing voice gives me tingles as I listen...Deeply listening.
Never touched by my victim, surely I'd die.
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love yet seems to be monomaniac taking the spear into the blood................when embarking upon the chilled cry being befuddled........the unique thirst when depicted yet luscious, well penned,10+, thanks for sharing
a deadly lover. so who is ur next victim :) nice work... ur poem girbbed me and words bonded me till the end.. ncie work ric.......
i like it. i like it a bunch.