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We merged out beyond the city lights,untouched now by their sodium glows,your smooth hand slipped into mineas we followed the vast pale moon.The cicadas filled the thick air,the night’s reverberant serenadein tune with the unceasing drumsof hungry hearts when night falls.And I feel the warm beat in my palm, as your lips begin to search my own, pressed against one of countless dark treesthat tower around us like still isveçbahis sentinels, the ancient and silent guards hiding us. The only oxygen stirring now are the breathswe steal in between bellowed thunderas we begin to slake our thirst, tongues seeking the taste we have so missed. I groan when you suddenly pull away, hearing winds whisper through the pines,leading me to the still lake as clothes are shed, fluttering isveçbahis giriş through air like uncertain apparitions.We disappear into the depths.The scene holds a deeper meaning, all that was once so very familiar is now edged with shimmering mystery, telling me we are akin to the water,the sky’s dark and rippling mirror.How the night lies on the perfect surface, no way to tell where one ends or begins. Emerging isveçbahis yeni giriş to claim me beyond recognition, I lose any semblance of eloquence, syllables melt into raging groans as hands seek between parted thighs. Your body is a glistening fever, covered in cool clear beads, each one a magnified peek into the universe of your skin. And I feel the endless reverberant pulse in that moment where time and flesh all contract to pull me inside of you, merge with possessive tight folds. The only oxygen stirring now is when we breathe each other in,exhalations infused with our hunger, seeking the warm beat we have craved. I disappear into your depths.

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