A kiss from the innocent is passion's weakness. A flame that burns tamed and fueled by immeasurable meekness. Purity is the ocean that all desire to be emerged in while unrelentingly pleading for a sip from the cup of a virgin.
The touch of simpleness is passion's reality. A vessel that holds intense currents that pulsates with eternal morality. Purity are eminent mountains all wish to climb to please their sin while desparately fiending for a sip from the cup of a virgin.
A taste of pleasure is passion's drug of choice. Like sun drops on your face that sings with an unyielding voice. Purity is a white flower all crave to hold prisoner deep within while torturously aching for a sip from the cup of a virgin.
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