What would Lust look like if it were to be impersonated?
As the moon approaches and the lights go out in the city, the sinful sensations sink further into her body. She enjoys a late night feast with a glass of wine while she ponders upon the weightlessly smoke emanating from her cigarette. The sweet taste of chocolate melts in her watery mouth until the bitter wine washes it away. The ritual ends with forbidden indulgences that her body craves, unleashed into the night.