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Hot night dreams.
When chill midnight seeps into my bedroom,
Intermingling with air
still stale from the day

Recollecting,
Your hands
On my hands
On your-
On my-

And I don’t care about any of the things I’ve cared about before
Washed away
Burnt from my head with your hot hands
And I don’t even mind.
Ferocity and intoxication
And I don’t even mind
For once.

Your mouth making me want more
Your mouth making me- oh.
And again.
Room clouding with little gasps
Rising like steam off our bodies
Till I don’t know how to breathe

And its better than I ever thought it could be.
With you making me-
Making you-
And its better than I ever thought.