mind is the strongest one among all, don't you agree?
when lips muttering his name half consciously,
hands reaching out for his warmth,
eyes looking nowhere but at his engaging pair of green,
and tongue craving for nothing but his taste,
who do you think has the absolute control?
"he loves me, he loves me not
he loves, he loves me not
he loves me..."
it wonders,
and wanders
and just like that,
deep down into the rabbit hole she goes.
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