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Unknown territory
We're coming up the tracks
Where we're headed, I never know
Excitation lingers
Hand open
Awaiting the plunge...
Synchronized breathing
Our yearning and needing.
Motioning to clasp onto the arch in your back
A dance of our own
The weight and warmth against me
Letting out a lustful moan.
Time stands still
If looks could, yours would kill.
