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A wisp of air,
On lips so bare,
I felt the grip of lust.
Eyes still teaming,
Ferocious screaming,
Positions we
adjust.
With light so dim,
From candle rim,
Hot breath
our only sight.
Panting & sweating,
Gripping & wetting,
Flesh now pressed so tight.