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Thursday, August 22, 2013

If Wishes Were Horses

He wanted to brand 
her, his cock 
like a red-hot iron burning 
him into her, melding 
her onto him. 
No whispers vanishing 
like promises. Flesh as 
memory; one breath of
eternity in bronze..  



5 comments:

  1. Wow Kymm! Every single word of this piece was so raw and intense. Excellently awesome writing!

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  2. Let's hope he doesn't get his wish. That sounds painful, physically and emotionally. Great writing, Kymm, flesh as memory, and that red-hot iron gives me chills.

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  3. No mincing words here! Wow, that is something else. Love it. Thank you for linking up!

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  4. I think I'm feeling as hot as a brand myself...

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  5. Holy crap! Somebody open a window in here! :)

    This was hot, beautiful and intense. Well done!

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