fury breathing

Now don’t be sad, ’cause two out of three ain’t bad. I think glass slippers would be very dangerous. Wishing he were miles and miles away, get on with the fascination. Are you calling me, are you trying to get through? In a hurry with the fury breathing down your neck, I can think you mine, kiss your lips of wine.

Lord Malinov, Song of Songs

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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet - author of Song of Songs, Journals of Lord Malinov, Erotic Romances and others ...
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