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Her Anaphrodisiac By Elma Ehigiamusoe


 I loved how zaftig she was and how she made me want an anaphrodisiac. She was extraordinary. 

 Her eyes glowed and glittered, i saw diamonds and sapphires in her soul. She wasn’t the woman of my dreams, she was my deepest desire that i couldn’t dream about. 

 Crazy is an understatement for what i felt,  I felt like a puppy, a puppy that barks at what he loves, a baby who love sleep and the way I look at her is more than a fat kid who loves chocolate.

 She is the candy and I’m halloween, she is the sky and I’m the earth. The moon and the sun, i couldn’t reflect her shine. i just stood there shaking, shaking and sweating. 

 The sweat dripping down my face like a cold bottle of coca cola left in the sun. My temperature rises, down with the fever of love and stench.

©Elma_Ehigiamusoe

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