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Fantasy in my minds eye takes flight
Dreams of lust and desires might
I wandering thought a hopeful glance
And my mind wanders at passions dance
A hand wanders to a place it should not go
As my lust and body begin to flow
Excited and ashamed at what has transpired
As I moan to my fleshes desire
Flashes of passion and guilt
As I notice what has spilt
Though passion knows no bounds
It is guilt that now resounds
To explore passions has some risk
For the guilt overshadows a moment’s bliss.

kinda an adult ubject but it just popped to kind

heart heart Molly