Primal scent of lust

… His 3am voice tastes like twilight wishes seeped in dark undertones of nocturnal desire penetrating her whole. Carnal need dispersing through her, a primal scent of lust lingering on her naked skin, pearlescent light dancing across the swell of her form.. The devil has come to feast.

Karen Hayward ©2018

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blossom666

Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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