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I recall a moment in time when you followed me home. Inside my place you showered me with seduction, along my collarbone you began...only you could do it to me...and when it officially occured that I received the sweat of you deep within, afterwards you sucked it all out of me as if to claim yourself again. Still bits of you had dispersed and made their home within me.

That night was a weird one. It was our first time,images still clear and vivid as the day sky. I had never experienced such an encounter until you. I loved it. But it seems,when I reflect upon it now, I ask my self if it was the beginning of this bitter end?

I am leaving in a few days. I want to see if my heart will miss the magic we tend to create every time we are locked inside one another, bathing with the liquids only unique to us. Is it enough?