Tonight she painted her nails deep red.
Long and beautiful.
She called him,
He told her she would rule and fuel
More desire
Dirty desire.
Delicious desire.
Sighing, she thought back to
Darcy desire,
Dangerous desire,
Fuelling adulterous desire
He left his house
And her.
Because of his desire.
Red heels snuggled in her wardrobe
Beneath her red and black lingerie,
Beneath her
Like so many are.
Looking into the mirror and beneath the glass
The frost,
The icy wonder
Of her
Pouting,
Painting her lips
Deep red
Needing the blood of the moment
The desire inside her head.
She yearns for sweet vermillion.
She yearns for what he said.
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About Me
- prettyintelligentprincess
- Turrets and Spires, Near the sea., United Kingdom
- An imperfect mother. An unfaithful wife. A career professional. Waiting to feel the stone thrown at her by the one without sin.
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