Like you and Me

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A little prose poem that you can read as a short story.

He kissed her with pure hunger.

Contained desire was pouring out of every pore.

Wetness, warmth, and glorious release.

The night shook at the intensity of their embrace.

She clawed at his back with desperation.

They spent a very long time without love.

Eternal movement that returned them to life.

No one could have planned it that way.

Just a casual encounter with no pretensions.

He kissed her with pure hunger.

Contained desire was pouring out of every pore.

They were no movie superstars.

No persons wearing designer clothes.

Just normal people, just like you and me.

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Patricia Pixie❤
Patricia Pixie❤

Written by Patricia Pixie❤

Billingual writer/music lover/tarot reader/Interested in the mysteries of the human mind misspatypixie@outlook.com

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