She was hampered by the baggage of the past. Words, however pretty would never be enough. She needed Lust’s lustration sprinkled over her. Purification through a sweet seduction with kissed bliss washing her clean of past pains and aches. And now I am whetting my lips until I’m hungry for more of her liquid sins. I swim in her unholy waters until dripping with desire covered with her essence we both become reborn