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from her mouth comes a sigh

she knows everything ends in a lie

her aching desire

pulled to the heart of the fire

whispers so soft, so slow

lover, please be kind

please me eternally

fascination describes the sensation

to the edge

feeling and caressing
rousing and gripping
biting and craving

every time she moves

she forgets her position

not given without permission

when, yes, at last

sparks flew from her electric skin

then she fades again 

into the dark cosmos