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IT


IT began as an {alleged friendship}
That turned into
A damn good fuck
 
IT
Was Freudian slip if you will
That found validation between the soft
Spread of her legs
 
Uncanny yet natural how IT flowed
How we journeyed from the conversational  
Into this conjugal jungle
 
So effortlessly
 
We were shocked
But not surprised at the intensity
Of IT all
 
Hoarding mysteries
We relished each other shamelessly
Ravaged each other
As we relinquished ethics
Along with yesterdays and tomorrows
 
We deep-dove in Our moment
Moving as avatars possessed by the
Spirit of Sex
 
Expecting nothing
Enjoying everything
 
Yeahhh
 
A damn good fuck IT certainly was
Damned by outsiders
But so good for us
Written by Naajir
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