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Mar 2
There he goes...
melting in her *****;
kneading through her golden locks.

There she goes...
drowning in his passion;
memorizing every sculpt of his muscles.

There they are...
lost in maze of their starry eyes;
found each other through their beating hearts.

And here I am...
Ebbing in jealousy;
An Adam wishing to be an Eve.
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