Regret Of Pleasure
Rush of heat, getting caught.
Passionate moments of regret.
The touching of smooth skin setting there future.
Entanglement of limbs as one walks in.
Erruption of tears and screams.
Feelings coming its to much to bare.
No going back you've already chosen what you want.
Flesh upon flesh, depression setting in.
Tender lips caressing your body ,no joy to be had.
There in the heat but all you think of is love.
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