Sin & Skin.

Her body is switching on.

She felt it fire up.

The Spark,

Ignited.

The feeling, 

Excited.

His body.

His lines.

His Mind.

Hers

He penetrated 

Already.

Her body,

Waiting.

Aching.

Wanting.

Craving.

Stop! 

That’s Sin.

Disagree.

It’s human.

To f e e l.

For bodies to have chemistry.

For pleasure to exist,

And We call it what it is.

And maybe its lust,

And maybe it’s love.

Maybe it’s nothing but a f*ck.

And that’s ok,

If They both agree.

F*ck around and find out,

It’s one to way see.

If They’re a match,

And if there’s a spark.

All in one

A love bomb 

Narcissistic?

Maybe.

Hmm

His body.

She studied.

The ink.

The lines.

To trace every inch.

His hand on Her thighs.

But no.

It cannot be.

Why would He want Her?

She’s damaged.

Don’t You see?