I desire you. I shouldn't, really. But I do anyway.
Your eyes smile with joy bubbling from your soul. The generosity of your body's curves and the radiating magnetism of your spirit keeps drawing me in.
I do not know what I see in your eyes. Is it attraction, or just the inherent goodness in you?
I know that you don't feel the same. Just as well. It is wrong for me to act on these feelings. Very wrong. And I shall never do so.
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A private retreat for left-handed people with a propensity for stabbing fat kings in the stomach. "I have a secret message for you, O King."
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