A Sonnet On Sex When we feel like shadows dancing Across murky walls of white, Whilst we're heavily romancing In the darkest hours of night... How does it feel for you Since I'm your object of desire? Is this a fantasy come true? Or for me a false fire? Don't shatter my ideal me, And I won't break the heart of thee.
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