They come, inevitably. Each one thinks they resist, but the currents of desire are stronger than any will. I simply exist, and they drift into my orbit. Perhaps this one, too, seeks the warmth only I can offer.
They come, inevitably. Each one thinks they resist, but the currents of desire are stronger than any will. I simply exist, and they drift into my orbit. Perhaps this one, too, seeks the warmth only I can offer.