Thirsty

Written by Jacob Ibrag Thirsty for his thoughts, she drifted towards him. What was he thinking? What does he desire? She kissed his neck and whispered, “I’ll figure you out, sooner or later.” He dazed at her with a puzzled grin, “there’s nothing to figure,  all I need is your stares and wandering lips.” Quenched. Painting by Laura Blank

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