A Fateful Night
pulses racing as one, closer and closer
bodies working grinding together
sweat drips down making things slick tumbling, turning, crashing, falling
hearts pounding, blood pumping, minds whirling
explosions, like fireworks in the sky sleep, clinging, peaceful
easing breath, a light touch, shifting positions
the sun comes up
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