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2.

A weak sun passes behind a film of indistinction,

rich velvet licks a red sheen across your skin,

brushes your back with every move I make.

A darkness descends, black clouds lash out,

I feel your deep’ning need by the grip upon my hips,

resounding thunder marks the moment sight implodes into your kiss.