And then there was light
As there was light in the beginning
Hands sliding on the satin of your skin
Tracing the curlicues of your name
Pouring whispers of my love into the crevices
Igniting the air with the liquid fire of our lust
And you shall writhe with the feel
of flesh upon flesh sweat against sweat
The grunts of ecstasy shall [...]
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