it might be, you

she and i are alone. all i can do is look at her. her trust in me disarms my desire to take advantage of her nakedness. she wets her lips with wine, and motions me to cross the floor to her. her skin has become the light that filters through the window beside her. her eyes tell me that she’s going to eat me alive.

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