Magicwithin wrote:I've anticipated your arrival, fantasized over the precise point of our first embrace, forming various understated conclusions of the magnificence of that moment.Put a space between the full-stop and the start of your next sentence! You do this throughout this piece.All logic has long ago taken it's No apostrophe. Just plain, old "its". absence as the uncontrollable yearning's Again, no apostrophe. Just "yearnings". of my heart have entwined, transforming me into a puppet of my desire.My human needs have subsided as I crave only to survive on the sweet scent of your skin.Nothing else matters now.I have sacrificed myself, all that I am, for our infinite love. Take me as your own and in return give yourself to me. For the soul is the sweet sacrifice for true love.
Magicwithin wrote:My human needs have subsided as I crave only to survive on the sweet scent of your skin.
tRiCk wrote:Usually romantic fiction isn't really my thing. And I don't consider myself as a romantic. But this... can't really call it a story. This fictional piece is.... unbelievable. I read it a couple of times, letting the words sink in. I would have liked to use it as a signature, but i think its too long. And i dont want to steal it from you.I Thank you for sharing this and I can't wait to read more.
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