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Sex is different

Limiting me to only once a day
almost like you don’t need me?
so you told me why;
You need to feel
electricity through your haze...
Time increases intensity.

You hold me tightly like
I’m sand slipping through your fingers;
Kissing my mouth with such fever...
Those sapphire blue eyes open
and searching my face for
my pleasure.

Beautiful man,
You are my pleasure.
Written by Heart_of_Glass
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