vevilynsins

[vevilynsins]

I'm flooded with the heated arousal of the memory of you between my thighs. The feeling of your fingers digging into my flesh as your mouth covers mine. Deafing out my moun to only echo into your soul.

The lust I have for you will never be cured, for we are star-crossed lovers at least upon fantasy as for reality mirrored a similar fate - the right person - wrong time.

I can't bare to lose the thought of you in memory, but I will die within your arms, under your weight, for I can no longer give my body to that who doesn't want my soul. It's a painful lust and painful reality.

You'll remain a fantasy shortly lived in the muffled pillows of secret affairs.

[vevilynsins]

I am beginning to slip again. Falling back into old habits.

Sinful thinking. Acting upon intrusive thoughts. I am starting to reach out to those who dive deep into my desires. It's consuming the perfume of our bodies dancing upon your sheets.

I'm not eating again. Loss of appetite, but I still crave you.

It's a painful hunger.