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Conceiving

We made angry love
Like his eyes burned straight through my soul
We both had the same feeling
We wanted absolutely nothing between us
And it daunted and taunted him, the fact that we weren't one
How much close we could get was a mystery
We were close
Chemistry AND History

We were frustrated
Because we weren't close, ... enough

The feeling of him was Euphoria
Every thrust

Just so victorious

But.
We were frustrated the whole time.

Trying!.. We were trying so... hard
To become one

The both us
It was like we were mad scientists
Trying to put together a chemical mixture
A concoction

I gave up
I couldn't do it anymore �

He became frustrated
..With me

This man
He'd been working so hard
To turn our atoms into a matter of one
A chemical combustion ..
With grunts

My chorus soprano
His deep bass

Our legs trembled

Our frustration was being satisfied

As he came inside

We knew we'd soon become one