THE GOLDEN TEMPTOR
His blue eyes they beckon me
Tempt me
Plead for me to release my control.
To take him as the ancestors of old.
He does not know nor
Realize the danger he faces….
He cannot know my flames.
He would not accept the inequality of our physical strengths.
He would not bow to my superiority.
Surrender is not in his nature.
Why then does he continue with this…
Why does he not realize the affect he has on me?
What would he do if I gave in…
Released my flames
Would he then accept my love?
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Comments
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This was really interesting.. I really enjoyed the emotion here.. You did a wonderful job.. thank you very much for sharing.. best of luck..
Angel
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Hmm.
Now I see why this was called The Golden Temptor. Suppressed feelings for another is always a tough thing to deal with, & you conveyed that here. Fine work.
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