Lost Love Lust

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• whip.

  Her heart beats to the sound of her sensuality, wandering through this field of opportunity she hunts like a lion after its prey.
  She has mastered it, the one look into a mans eyes, the one gesture of complete seduction.
  Any man can be hers.
  The art of being a woman fascinates her, the very power she holds overwhelms her.
  The biggest gift [...]

• wind.

  He watches her from a distance, the most beautiful moments are these.
  Her smile seems to him divine, as she talks he watches her lips move as if perfection created them.
  He cannot describe how much he feels like she is the one he wants to see every morning,and in that moment he simply realizes that she is the one, [...]

• burden.

  She waits for him at the spot they chose. 
  Feeling his presence she turns to find him approaching her.
  As if she were a teenager again, she stumbles upon her words to greet him.
  Feeling blood run through her veins at twice the normal speed, she feels her lips touch his, she could live without food if only [...]

• napkin.

  She sits at the bar, irish creme glass #2.
  Her bracelets jingle as her lips touch the sweet alcohol,casually sipping while observing her surroundings.
  Man #1, casually dressed, jeans, t-shirt, hair cut short, two day stubble, probably likes a girl if she is a cheer leader or model, could care less what her mind flutters, and probably just [...]