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Sept. 3, 2020

  • Writer: Angie Nabrotzky Lassig
    Angie Nabrotzky Lassig
  • Sep 6, 2020
  • 1 min read

Updated: Sep 12, 2020


The scorching fire of lust for

sex was so intense,

I thought everyone could see

steam rising from my very skin-

Even in the intense heat of summer.


I was only able to cool down

after luxuriant penetration, and the

echoing motions we shared.

Beads of water now,

where there was once steam,

drip down our backs.

Our heartbeats slow

and quiet down in

shared bliss.


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