Uninhibited With You
Shall we travel on a train cross country,
or fly to Paris...
or just fly...
Let us go to South Beach, and use the
wet sand as an abrasive, leaving
silhouettes only washed away by the
sea's fury.
Bruise me as you pump passion into
my veins while I grant total submission
to your freakish fantasies...
erotica...
our romance...
because I love you.
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