Blood In Beauty

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the beauty of kisses to my lips.
a stars in the sky that represent universe.
and moon that giving a light into a darkness night covers with a moaning of shivers!
and i gave a deep sigh”

Adam leaned down and placed his lips next to her ear. He blew gently on it before he spoke. Mona leaned even closer into him as she listened intently to his words.


She moaned at the sound of her name on his lips.

"I need to tell you something." His words were accompanied by warm air caressing her skin.

"Before my time is done, I will watch the light fade from your eyes as you are sent to the hell you so deserve." Though his words promised destruction, the cadence of his voice still held her in a seductive rapture.


Her taste still teased my tongue, and her touch tipped my fingers. Her smile licked my lips, and her heart beat my own. So I tugged on her sheets, like it was a cape. To me, she was a God damned super hero, and underneath, was everything I need. Her super powers on top of A woman who doesn’t know her mystery is like a woman who doesn’t know how she smells. If you don’t know how you smell you have no idea what energy or vibe you’re generating anywhere you go. You don’t know if that energy is pleasant, seductive or repulsive.

A vision intruded, no, a memory- she was dancing with Jon, resting her head on his shoulder, a salty hint of ocean, breathing in his scent, intoxicated with the musky, virile smell of his skin...

Another breath and she dragged her thoughts back, delving deeper into the essence. The mystery of amber to balance the soul; the silky smoothness of sandalwood; the delicious lure of vanilla, like a lover's midnight embrace. An ache grew within her at the core of her being. And in her mind's eye, veiled visions of a moonlit night, a couple dancing barefoot on the beach, swirling silks of scarlet and gold, the sultry caress of a whisper, so vivid she trailed her fingers along the nape of her neck, remembering... Seductive, sensual, the essence of amour

Beauty that cant resist in a daylight is for a bloody evening that long last until eternity. Beyond the whispher of the night. And a cool wave that embrace us with warmness

beauty that never fades until eternity.
-Marty27

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