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A Need That’s Not love
Running up the hill of lust
Rushing to get the prize
Tasting the rarified air
Senses on fire
Living in the moment
No thought of the future
It’s pure instinct
Animal desire
Up here there’s no hiding
At the summit of pleasure
Sacrificing love for euphoria
Sweating skin on skin
Naked bodies exuding the sweetest scent
An intoxicating aroma
That never fades
Only gets more addictive
The friction of souls
Demanding so much more
Crying their needs to the moon
It’s gravity pulling at the tide of ecstasy
Rushing to get the prize
Tasting the rarified air
Senses on fire
Living in the moment
No thought of the future
It’s pure instinct
Animal desire
Up here there’s no hiding
At the summit of pleasure
Sacrificing love for euphoria
Sweating skin on skin
Naked bodies exuding the sweetest scent
An intoxicating aroma
That never fades
Only gets more addictive
The friction of souls
Demanding so much more
Crying their needs to the moon
It’s gravity pulling at the tide of ecstasy
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