biting my fingers and nose
blowing and whipping my hair
as we both wish for more clothes
Holding our bodies, not ours
but each others
giving us adrenaline
like a special power
coursing through our veins
for a minute, eliminating
those hazel eyes of pain
replaced by longing and lust
in eachothers arms, held together
by the trust
and its all so heated,
we become a flame, and we both
wish this would never end
because it really would be a
shame.
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