Chris

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Lust
By Chris Giacometti

Heat, in my face

My heart, a fast pace

I look at him, a piece of artwork sitting across from me

The most beautiful a beautiful thing can be

He walks towards me, and I fill up with glee

but it's not just glee, you see

I was also feeling quite...dirty

His tongue, brushes my lips

I grab onto, his hips

The room is filled with fire and lust

and I know that we must

Fulfill the duty given to us. 


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