Hour 15 ‘ This dance (Text prompt)

I ride hgh

playing the shy violin whose strings dapple sweet memory with blushes of eternity

as i wake the danger in your hips with the strokes i almost give this violin

the purple flames dance my passions higher as the violin slips away

my hands rove and discover

its a pleasure that both our bodies want to sway

As we do….

i hear the violin still

strummed by our infernal hunger

tampering the strings

absent mercy

as we dance mercilessly

a beautiful dance

how i love this dance

this dance

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