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Tie me up, don't let go
I'd rather be kept away than let these feelings grow.
If you may, cover my eyes
To keep me away from admiring the beauty of her smile.
queer fascination
Confused, scattered, torn
the need to feel you
sends shivers down
my spine.

Eyes closed, breathing ragged
the rhythmic movements
closer I get to the edge
the faster you plunge against
the softness within.

Whispers and whimpers
music to my ears
nails digging deep
scratches—bittersweet.

Together we explode
skin to skin
mind and soul
two become one.
secret dalliance, carnal affairs

— The End —