My Name.

Jealousy.

Craving more.

Wanting.

Longing for that un-felt touch.

That stranger I know so well.

Eyes ablaze from afar.

Her body moves, sways,

Reflecting the rhythm of my own heart.

I want to make her sweat for me.

Pine for me.

Lust for me.

If only she knew my name.

 

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