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My desire is my identity.
It is something my eyes can’t
Deny.
Passion always makes me so
Volatile and high.
My desire gives me wings.
I just fly and flow.
Transfixed I overflow and
Gladly I get so out of control.
Fast or slow,
Soft or hard,
My desire holds my hand
And I always allow it
To command.
I lose my boundaries…
I forget myself…
My desire has no beginning
Nor end…
My desire only you can
So perfectly understand.

Karla Bardanza
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