Free Hand #41

Hot and sweaty, the skin

is plunged into a dark cool abyss

that enters every pore. Feeling

chilled until the memory of

heat is no more, the cold begins

to settle in. Craving for the

heat, once more.


If you are reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing!

I hope that you will return in the future!

-Alina

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