(A little rushed, ironically)
You and I
Wrapped up in these sheets
The world disappears
Nothing more do I need
Our lust feeds my hunger
And provides me with heat
And if I get thirsty
Your juices are sweet
You and I
In a world of our own
On a paradise island
No tv or phones
No outside connection
Or silencing groans
An eternity of passion
You and I.....all alone
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