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Apr 2011
Eyes battle for dominance.

He gives her his best.
She's looks like she's not even trying.

He gives her his smoldering eye.
She arches an eyebrow.

He feels his forehead damp with sweat.
Too hot.
He doesn't give up.

I have to win

Her nerves are chewing at her core.
Her knees are trembling slightly.

She sees his eyes spark with a fire.
An all too familiar fire.
A fire, that is calling her.
She arches an eyebrow.
Trying to keep it cool.

I'm going to lose

The two lovers sit closer and closer
to each other
until
they're sharing
breaths.

He feels liquid heat explode in his body.
She feels her insides flying.

"You win!" they both shout out,
As he grabs her back and kisses her.
She holds on to his hair.

Soft and rough groans,
fill the hot
summer
air.  

                                   I guess couples shouldn't play staring contest...
                                                      ­            
                                                    ­                naked.
Aurora
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