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What we do in the dark
Impromptu holdings
Groping the night
Spasmatic thrusts
Some physical flight.

Fingers entwined
Slipping then probing
Knees pushing and lifting
Torsos bent, folding.

Tasting fragments, tips
Tongues curving round
Nipples, softened lips
Tightening limbs abound.

Curves and planes
Blend elixured scents
Love's tortured embodiment
Lasts memoried moments.

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