The Promise

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She pulled on his emotional strings like no other, the promise of delicious delights heightened his senses into a pulsating rage.
The end of the shift drew close, he could already smell the sweet love and taste the beautiful elixir that awaited him so.
The drive home lasted a lifetime, heart racing faster the car he was driving.

As he entered the promise, as before, the promise had been desolved leaving the pain of frustration emulating from his sorry soul.

© C Webber 2017

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