Friday, June 25, 2021

Tender

Twilight lingers tenderly in haunting eyes, while wolves patrol the shallows anticipating the spoils. 

Intensity drips from their gaze and undresses the night with unspoken words seemingly whispered in crashing waves.

Darkness howls like quiet moonlights and heavy sunsets.

Like a fire that weeps endlessly between moans and hungry kisses beckoning more, more, more.

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