Day #30 - Lust
Empty hallways of shadowed footfalls,
the sound of heels click upon the floor,
muffled by carpet, or is it the bronze
poison coursing through your veins; a blurred
figure appears before you and a groggy
voice takes the place of your own, slipping
fancy words into fluid, meaningless
speech, professing something not even felt
within the heart of hearts; its only
for one night, a voice whispers and chuckles
in your mind, shimmering into silence, and
you smile.
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