I lay spent, the moonlight caressing my skin. Retracing steps in my mind to find my way back to reality. Every touch, every kiss, every heavy breath stealing me away. Some days it’s as if I may never return, lost forever in the depths of ecstasy. I cling to the sound of your voice, it’s the only thing that keeps me tethered when I’m thrust into endless possible worlds crafted by my own dark desires.
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