My muscles ache
Spasm
Begging for longing for sunlight
Passion
Bedsheets strewn across your floor.
Someone else is sleeping here (so be quiet, quiet, quiet your softly echoing groans)
Interlace your soul with mine like our legs are twisted up in each other
Your arms pulling my neck into your sweetly beating heart,
Yes, I feel for you, I ache for you,
Take me into yourself.

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