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The thoughts that run through my mind.

The way you look squirming and panting, watching every inch of you memorising every curve, dimple and mark on you. I want to be the thought that sticks in your mind. Your addiction seeing how much you crave the attention. I want to see how your body weakens around me trusting me with all you have knowing I could use it to my advantage but you don't care. Let me hear your breath while you feel your own pulse rising, ready and waiting. Begging for just one more touch. Wanting to just smell and taste me.
5 months ago. June 20, 2024 at 10:53 PM

The wind and gust fills the fickle leaves as they crinkle and crisp the soft tune playing through them,

The snaps and cracks of twigs disguising the sound of your foot steps,

The beating of your chest starting to thud and pound as your breath hitches,

The darkness revealing nothing at distance but everything close,

The little water droplets starting to form on your face,

The sound of chasing,

The clench of your fist,

Echo's running into the distance.


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