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His sheets are now marked As her territory, A territory that'll only be conquered For the night. In the morning, There will be fussing because When the sun rises, so do the questions Of Reality; The statements of cynicism and lies. She'll try to maintain her place.. With His body on hers, Not an inch seen of personal space; Ready to claim what is now hers As His. Her justifications Her pleading eyes Her lips drenched with temptation His mind racing wanting to get the deed Signed in the upmost speed of time Her hesitation warming her up all the more But he doesn't care because he's Conquered and reconquered Many bodies of land before.
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Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 8:04 PM UTC
Conquering
His sheets are now marked As her territory, A territory that'll only be conquered For the night. In the morning, There will be fussing because When the sun rises, so do the questions Of Reality; The statements of cynicism and lies. She'll try to maintain her place.. With His body on hers, Not an inch seen of personal space; Ready to claim what is now hers As His. Her justifications Her pleading eyes Her lips drenched with temptation His mind racing wanting to get the deed Signed in the upmost speed of time Her hesitation warming her up all the more But he doesn't care because he's Conquered and reconquered Many bodies of land before.
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Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 8:04 PM UTC
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