Sex/Life 31

11. At this very same time, 11 days from now, she’ll be lying in bed with me. 11. I’ll be so deep inside her mind, body and soul she won’t be herself anymore. Neither will I. It’s gonna be Us, one single entity made of flesh, sweat, warm fluids and skin, wrapped in the sheets of a broken bed. Hands on fire, eyes wide open, absence of consciousness. Breathing heavily, moaning we’ll break the silence of the room. Hours shall pass and we’ll never lose the embrace, as we try to erase all what happened since the last one. And we will. 11 days to go. Just 11…

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