“He doesn’t love me in an ordinary fashion, with flower petals and saccharine words. He loves me sublimely, dirty words and filthy thoughts. He fists my hair and pushes me down.He grabs my face, he tastes my lips, devouring me with venom kisses and vampire bites.That’s how he loves me;Recklessly, yet lovingly, down to the depths and desperateness of my lonely bones. He understands me: my needs, my hungers,my cravings, desires.He is the only one who has ever gotten to my core, my soul!He completes me, makes me holy.Cinder and crimson unite,infinite combustion.” ―Melody Lee,Moon Gypsy
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