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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ufdSLs1hWFU

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I want this.

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I want this like nothing else can attest.

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I want her pull to bring me closer

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Than the limitation of my chest

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Can endure against her breast.

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She's ambrosia.

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She's the manifestation of spring.

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She's the wanton disbelief roped against my heartstrings.

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I cannot feel this faster,

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Despite my unbending desire to try.

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If this were a race I'd last it longer,

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Longer than the longing tied tighter

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Within the fraction of the fractal separation of our eyes.

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This is euphoria.

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This is the sweat-sweet tow of the tide,

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This is the polarity of the lunar eclipse

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And astral unity prevailing against the spherical toll of time.

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It is the mutuality that supersedes lust -

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The reciprocation of the need.

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It is more than biological imperative -

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Less breed before desire

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Than it might be a testing blow against the solemn bell of liberty.

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I want this,

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I want this more than I can attest.

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And it is more her pull than my persuasion

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That leaves past misgivings in such sudden states of undress. 

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We both feel this.

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We both dive into the rhythm of this.

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And morning marks no more than a segue

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Into the fervent exchange 

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Between hips, lips 

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And the blissful impossibility of falling deeper into this kiss.

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When you're hot, you're hot.

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When you're not, you're not.