Do not move mi esencia. Your eyes are mine.
Do not move, beseech as in unspoken prayer
to my divine consent granted within this line.
No hable! Who would hear you? Your care
has fashioned me a...
I want you to want me...
The thing about wanting is that it's not a closed circuit.
It is in no way self-sustaining.
To continue to want requires an almost constant feedback loop.
amuse bouche: wanting
A word of warning to she who would try to steal away those are rightfully ours
Not a man of ours can you ever hope to have
A disease ridden snake like you can't even begin to appeal
Full of nasty...
An Affair V 2
An Ode toby
And Yet againby
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