Charlotte October 12, 2019October 10, 2019 ~ Elizabeth Conte (The Kiss, Gustav Klimt, 1907) And there I was My body, no longer chaste My spirit, released upon his kiss My soul, given at will to the sin of pleasure I was a woman of his making; his captured prey Fallen to his love And the world was no longer mine to deny Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailPinterestLike Loading...
This is beautiful
Thanks, Jan Draper
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