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Charlotte

October 12, 2019October 10, 2019 ~ Elizabeth Conte ~ 1 Comment
(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

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