two bodies entangle
desiring a connection,
resulting in distraction.
sweat drips
voices sound off the paper thin walls
and in between the sheets.
this will breed love,
this will breed love.
the skin itches to become one with the other
and the hearts pump red hot blood
into the mirrored chest.
eyes locked together
staring deep as possible in the shallow pupils.
this is only lust,
this is only lust.
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