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Inhale Exhale
Touch and remember
Hazey torn up moments
Those pure heart pounding moments
between the rise of climax
And the crash into the slow
Surrender
Shiver
The very tip of the pleassure
Drowned out by the rush of heat and blood
The moment where you forget
how to breathe all together
It isn't even necessary
You just shake and errupt
With the momentum
Eyes closing and even rolling up
Lay on back
Let your hearts own symphony
Pound away in your open empty rib cage and up behind your pink ears
Retract your hands
Let it slow
Let it die
Untill next time
When I
Need
It.
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