Lovers
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1 min readAug 2, 2018
Her fragrance in his aura
her lipstick on his collar
a strand of her hair
teasing his cuff
sitting seductively in the corner
away from prying eyes
her nails made their way through his armor
leaving purple marks on his honor
he had tasted love carnivora
from a crimson mouth plethora
forgetting he was someone else’s father
she, someone else’s daughter
but on the border
of love and lust
she was Pandora
and he, a helpless casanova.
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