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My thoughts, her thoughts,

lying in that bed.

Her skin, soft skin,

a gently glowing red.

This drug, her kiss,

it burns upon my lips.

Her smell, sweet hell,

pulls me into bliss..

Slow, so slow,

I pull her onto me.

Hearts, two hearts,

beat in perfect harmony.

Seconds, minutes,

they all just slip away.

Her eyes, fierce eyes,

seal me where I lie.

Her breath, my breath,

left ragged in the wake.

Her love? Her lust?

A difference I can’t make.

Published 3 years ago

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