Your touch, a velvet, fevered heat,
In every glance, our shadows meet,
A tether tight, a pull so strong,
Where lust and love both feel so wrong.
Your scent lingers, wild and deep,
It coils around my restless sleep,
A craving fierce, that won’t relent,
In secret hours, desire spent.
The world fades out when we entwine,
Your lips like fire, your heart like wine,
No space, no time, just you and me,
Lost in the dark, eternally.
We burn, we break, yet can't let go,
Our love, a fire both fierce and slow,
A whispered vow, a silent plea,
In lust, in love, we cease to be.
About the Creator
Samira
25 years young.
inspired creative, enterprenuer and lover of life.
expressing herself through words, songs, images and sounds. writing her story daily, putting meaning to her path.
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A Letter to the Firestarter
Dear Firestarter, We can all see you, we've been watching you since you began. In case you didn't know we were here before you and we will be here after. We witnessed your rise, your setbacks, your guilt and your lies. We witnessed you start the fire.
By Donny Foley4 days ago in Poets
~ Fired ~
— Ai Intrusion ~ Are you Next ~ Is Ai Evolution after your job? — Few workplaces haven't been affected. Ai is in supermarkets, at doctors' offices, and even monitoring farms. I just can't think of anything this machine is not getting into, can you? For instance: Education ~ Law and Tech jobs will one day have a major influence or be taken over by these inanimate machines, with accuracy and vigor. From mechanics' diagnoses to a wide variety of everyday jobs, including fast food workers, with this input having the ability to cut their unnecessary work hours. I'm certain all of us have been touched by this with our short stories and colorful headings, have you? Even comments are very questionable 'Non-Robot' insertions.
By Jay Kantor2 days ago in Journal
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