Lust’s Last Heat

 



At times the quiet stillness of my solitude reminds me that the loneliness of seclusion fades into the lost desires of physical companionship’s necessity for two souls melding.

Yet, here I, alone, in the gray of night’s shadows, knowing not if I long for my life’s final love, wondering if emotions felt deep are merely residues of lusts last heat.



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