Maybe we should not have such
wonderful times at night, it is so
difficult to focus again after ex-
periencing heaven, but as you
pointed out, we can do it again,
tonight, I’m looking forward to
being with you, feeling you
burning in me, setting the
dynamite in me alight,
an explosion that
simmers forever
afterwards
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