Posted on October 18, 2015


A beautiful face,

and alluring eyes.

Soft lips, sweet smile;

Desire cries.

Perfect figure,

my gaze wanders.

Urges arise,

but quickly stifled.

A wanting not satisfied,

A need unmet.

Broken at the core,

The mood is set.

She walks away,

That’s it, no more.

Home alone tonight

One bottle, two, three or four.

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