3. dark skinned and inviting
cloud-less night, before a thousand storms, she turned as she saw the eyes of her accomplice, fate: smiling as he beckoned her to walk the overgrown path, strong fisted, he waited...kiss me under the darkened sky, kiss me then turn your back to walk away, your eyes are filled with clouds, your eyes are filled with lies.
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