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Sex has always been
perverted, corrupted,
deviant in nature.

My body defiled
by hands that should
have never grazed me.

When your touch
didn't excite me,
I thought I wasn't
attracted to you.

But it couldn't be
further from the truth.

Our connection was so deep
that I couldn't lust for you
like I did for all the others.

We needed to build upon
our emotional and mental bond
and link it with the physical.