The mysteries of your body are what keep me awake at night, and when I finally fall asleep, I have wet dreams. It's in your silence where I write my desires, between gasps the poetry of your sex rubbing against mine. You are my madness, the body of my sins and the reason for my transgressions. I want to inhabit your thoughts even beyond coitus and that when you hear my name again feel another orgasm.
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