Selveste1

allure fragments of a desire, corseted and constrained, grow as you incite    stowed away sentiments kept for some deeper tomorrow because yesterday    had grown stagnant. and you, refreshing ozone,    sharp and heady, restore the strength of longing the potency of pleasure    covering this archaic tapestry. silent yearnings press against the seam. kissing the sensual lips    framing your vivid smile- the straight line of your nose- even the closed lids of your    sadly dressed eyes, my lips part in anticipation- my breath held hostage by craving. don't blame me, too.    you are just so beautiful. mind. body    an