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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