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HOT FUG

I wander no longer
I prefer to wait at my masterís chamber
To eat
To drink
To talk of love
He flames my heart
With desire
Never felt before
Enthralled and awestruck
I lose my senses
In
His love
All night long
I am consumed
In a hot passion

Donít ask!
I donít
Know
We ever sleep or endlessly frig
Can I even count?
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