Flashbacks of love in my head pushing their way to my surface puts a smile on my face, And in my eyes, where the images are projected. It's like I'm there. My body still vibrates with pleasure, Toes curling, Blood rushing in familiar ways, Like electricity, Throughout my body. Axons firing, dendrites reaching to receive, Crossing the synaptic gap between us. Connecting us, In action potentials of ecstasy
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