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Answer me like spring water
on a hoarse throat.
After crawling through the baren desert,
blinded by the sun.
Soothe me like ice on a burn,
from a fire too hot.
Your love quenching me,
cooling the heat.
Your body on mine,
with nothing left to lose.
But everything to gain,
in a fury of passion.
The first drag of a cigarette,
post climax.
on a rainy Sunday,
still tangled in the sheets.
Your sweet musk lingering
in my senses.
Staining my bones,
ringing my heart.
A private sanctuary,
with only one key just for me.
Where I can collapse,
And simply be free.
