An Ever-Present Threat

An ever-present threat that at times clouds every thought, and alters every desire. An urge that lingers behind every thrust, and contact. A chance at satisfaction wrapped in rejection and disaster.

What harm is there in a single kiss?

Why shouldn’t they, when lips hover so very, very near, and eyes burn with a need neither rival can deny?

Is it fear that stays them? Doubt that keeps them from such a small and precious thing?

Or must it wait? For victor to be chosen, and dominance determined?

With every moment, rivals so decide.

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