Humidity, humility, and nights of longing and need.
Cool breeze on hot flesh, the dichotomy becoming steam.
Gripping. Grasping. Churning.
An endless sea of want.
Thrashing beneath the surface, diving deeper than reason, spiraling toward something unnamed.
Drenched in shared ruin, shared mercy, shared ache.
A secret between breaths.
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Author:
NikNak73 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 30th, 2026 21:39
- Category: Love
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