Power suit


Every time I think about you, my heart skips a beat. You inspire me with those eyes, your kissable luscious lips, and all the sex you excrete. Your long features and soft smooth skin hidden underneath that Power suit. Your intellect and big vocabulary, the play on words wets my thirst to drink your knowledge. I am intrigued by your sophisticated beauty, despite the slight ackwardness of your gait. You flirt with every smile. You are keenly aware of what you do when you do. 

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Published by: her mourning coffee

Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

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