My heart burns for a love I’ve never known,
infatuation one reads about in a dirty novel; running his fingers through her soft hair, she gets goose bumps, smitten by his touch.
The rest is up to imagination; mine takes me to an erotic place satisfied with sensual pleasure.
This nagging desire for sizzling passion never goes away;
it is as unpredictable as the roll of the dice.
If you are lucky, you win!
If you are unlucky, you lose….
When it slips away, a lingering disappointment is left stinging at the core.
Does fortune possess our destiny in this coveted fascination I seek?
I think I had it once–maybe twice? Well, there was that third time, which wasn’t such a charm.
For unfortunate, and obscure, reasons each connection disintegrated slowly unraveling over time.
Perhaps my chance at experiencing true adoration is forever gone.
Is there such a thing…
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