A rusted blood-pump
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Category:
Angst › General
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
1
Views:
674
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
A rusted blood-pump
Karen, thx so much for beta.
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Lust brought me to you.
I needed to extinguish this insatiable fire ignited the first time I saw you.
It was a physical ache, a primal need.
Dusk swamps my frame, as I steal myself from your bed. My longings consumed.
From our passion my body is bruised.
Dust, at least, was expected to remain, if not ashes. But I’m hollow.
From the distance between us, the hole is growing.
Just one more step and it will be a gap. One more step and I’ll fall.
One more step and I’ll be lost.
Gusts are ravaging my nerves in form of thousands of thoughts and feelings.
I’ve never felt such intensity in sensations.
Break my head. Rip my heart. Reap my soul.
I don’t care if it brings me back to you.
In your arms’ warmth and protection.
All I notice is the musty smell and I’m only standing on your doorway. I can’t go any further.
How would I dare? When I’m rotting!
*Rust!* All this time I spent believing that I have a rusted blood-pump.
A deeply-frozen stone instead of a heart.
Fuss about love was hidden from me until tonight.
I want you for as long as I live. Through festivity and fights.
I love you too.
*Us!* I definitely want an ‘US’ too.
I need you to start living.
To learn taking and giving without worries.
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Lust brought me to you.
I needed to extinguish this insatiable fire ignited the first time I saw you.
It was a physical ache, a primal need.
Dusk swamps my frame, as I steal myself from your bed. My longings consumed.
From our passion my body is bruised.
Dust, at least, was expected to remain, if not ashes. But I’m hollow.
From the distance between us, the hole is growing.
Just one more step and it will be a gap. One more step and I’ll fall.
One more step and I’ll be lost.
Gusts are ravaging my nerves in form of thousands of thoughts and feelings.
I’ve never felt such intensity in sensations.
Break my head. Rip my heart. Reap my soul.
I don’t care if it brings me back to you.
In your arms’ warmth and protection.
All I notice is the musty smell and I’m only standing on your doorway. I can’t go any further.
How would I dare? When I’m rotting!
*Rust!* All this time I spent believing that I have a rusted blood-pump.
A deeply-frozen stone instead of a heart.
Fuss about love was hidden from me until tonight.
I want you for as long as I live. Through festivity and fights.
I love you too.
*Us!* I definitely want an ‘US’ too.
I need you to start living.
To learn taking and giving without worries.