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lust_hurts the naked baldness of it, when it is primary, when it is the only isolated reason they interact, show any interest. there is a look to it. hard, unyielding but at the same time all-consuming like black with no reflection. a blackhole the first thing i noticed about you was the twinkle of your eyes they reflected my brightness back to me you kiss me like you want to devour me you tell me how beautiful i am singularly the twinkle of your eyes reflects the beauty of the tantric universe when the way you make me feel moves beyond words i lust i am not just an object of lust but i lust because i want you so purely i want the taste of infinity looking into your eyes gives me this lust is an electrical current a dizzying rush an open conduit i throw the switch i am yours
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