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The frantic scramble,
of our bodies needing friction,
craving that wonderful sound of flesh on flesh.
Lips pressed together in hurried kisses,
teasing and tasting each other.
Clothes shed quickly,
torn and scattered on the floor.
The scent of our sweat mixing,
as our bodies become one.
Joining together as passion creates
pleasure, and our minds lose
the ability to think.
Together we fall into this game
of ecstasy.
Peace and Love
Scarlett
