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I will never forget the way you looked at me the last time we were together.

There was panic in your eyes, frightened of the possibility to be true…

You were certain that you would see me looking back as I was leaving you.

But I didn’t. I didn’t look back.  I will never do.  In love I am!!  Yes…

I am still even more than ever … even more than I ever will…
Inexplicably impossible since I shouldn’t!   I am dying to be with you  …

Still, you will always watch my back.  I will be leaving you as if nothing happened.

I will always be getting dressed and leaving you without looking back.

You will be watching me walk away with a cold smile on my face.

You will question yourself..

I know, you have told me so many times. You have showed me so many times.

You consider me the perfect female… the perfect woman…
The woman of the women… Innocent, Cursed, Obedient, Wild, Sacred, Sinful, Heaven and Hell!

I know that while you drive, you feel me touching you between your legs...

Or you imagine me next to you playing with myself with sole purpose to make you feel so unable to please me…

Oh! I want you to want me so badly!! I want you to die for having me once again!

I am away and you miss me…

You miss my touch, my hands on your body, my mouth, my kissing, my seduction that has left you alone defend less on the red steps of my Love.

Remember… days and nights, hours surrendered to me…  washing you, drying you, helping you get dressed… looking at you hungrily even if we have just finished making love… think… how wonderful is to be my slave, my captured hero who just wants me to get in his body with dreams and reality again and again…

I know… you talk to friends and still you feel your tongue salted with my sea extracts.. I know… you have told me a thousand times you have showed me on our bed…

Remember… that restaurant where I made you experience an orgasm just by talking to you and touching you under the table cloth…. And the other day when I suddenly decided that I wanted you and put my hand in your trousers…. You said it made you feel 20 years old again!!

Oh… yes.. I am so much in love with you…

But you will never again hear me saying so…

You will be crawling to reach me, you will be begging me to burn you

To kill you to bear you again from the start…

You want me to say it… No!

I will never say it again. I turn my back on you and leave.

And as soon as I am alone, I bite my wrists.  I cut the skin and my blood
pours out and I drink it. I want to scream how much I love you and I need you.. but no!

I cry and collect my tears and my blood in a wine glass and drink it slowly.

I don’t want to tell you how deeply in love I am with you.

I don’t want you to know that you have been rooted inside me.

That I miss you desperately.  That I need you close… I want you in my body too!

I let my wrists bleed and I walk madly, barefoot on the blooded floor..

The next time we see each other I offer you something different. 
Something new to enrich your memories of me…

You never see the marks of the biting. I wear lots of jewels.

Once I am Salome… or I am Penthesileia the Amazon Queen…
 some times I am a Witch of Love…you never realize my pain.. never!

Now I know, I am sure that you have understood it completely that even
if I am madly in love with you, I can play you on my nails like Circe…
and whenever I decide I will rip you off and feed you to my dogs! 
And then… I will rip off my wrists for the last time…

Now… don’t keep me waiting…
I want you in me…
Take me now while I am still yours…