victoria haigh


Beware

Where love is concerned, too much is not even enough.
Love is a storm of pleasure and an enchantment of sweetness.
Til i loved, i did not live enough.
The night is silent, and in its silence, dreams are hidden.
Love is a desire that wells up from the hearts excess of liking.
A forbidden kiss burns hotter than fire.
Hell has no fury like a woman scorned.

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