The things you did to me…The first look always says a lot about a person. Your eyes were ever so big…a dark brown I just couldn’t get enough. Your hair…soft ringlets laying against the caramel color of your face ever so softly. You had a little pimple on the left side of your chin, I don’t know if you knew it was there…I saw it.
You locked into my eyes as I said hello. I tried to avert them but I couldn’t. As my blood pressure rose, I turned around with a gasp of air. I didn’t realize I was holding my breath the whole time. What has gotten into me? I have a boyfriend…why do you entice me so?
Behind closed doors. You never know what’s going on behind them. But curiosity kills me…fantasies…its somewhere I want to go but I can’t. Forbidden.
.Lust has taken control of me.
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"There can be no sexual love without lust; but, on the other hand, until the currents of lust in the organism have been irradiated as to affect other parts of the psychic organism—at the least the affections and the social feelings—it is not yet sexual love. Lust, the specific sexual impulse, is indeed the primary and essential element in this synthesis, for it alone is adequate to the end of reproduction, not only in animals but in men. But it is not until lust is expanded and irradiated that it develops into the exquisite and enthralling flower of love."
- Havelock Ellis
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